One day this week, my dad showed up at my office unexpectedly. I had been busy working all morning and now it was lunchtime. I asked him if he had eaten; I was ravenous and was hoping that we could visit over lunch. He had already eaten, so I tried to push my thoughts of juicy burgers into the background of my mind while I smiled and nodded. After all, I don't see my dad as often as I should. Then something wonderful happened. Daddy says, "Honey, have you all eaten yet? I've already eaten, but I thought I might go with you and have a cup of coffee or a piece of pie."
HALLELUJAH! I grabbed my purse, threw on my coat and said over my shoulder, "You can ride with us."
We sat down at the newest fast food place in town and enjoyed some great burgers. (Daddy must have felt like living on the edge that day because he went all out with a strawberry shake:) We visited and remembered and imagined and each of us left feeling a little closer than an hour before.
That day reminded me of my Heavenly Father. I don't always make time for Him as I should, yet He still stops by to say hello and assure me of His love. He is willing to go with me throughout my day, even though He has need of nothing from me. To my Heavenly Father, time spent with me is like indulging in a steaming cup of coffee on a cold day or a piece of sweet, rich caramel pie or a thick, delicious milkshake. He loves me...what can I say?
Friday, January 11, 2008
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