Extended Arms

On Christmas Eve Day, I had to go to my brother's house to drop off some things before the nighttime. When I got there, Lance had to go downstairs and left his 1 1/2 year old son, Leif with me. My nephew is at the stage where it takes a while for him to warm up to someone, let alone his aunt Nette who he hadn't seen in 2 months. So when Leif discovered that his daddy wasn't anywhere to be seen, he started to cry out and look for his daddy.

As soon as Lance came back into the room, Leif yelled, "Da! DA!" He then ran to his daddy, extended his arms and wanted to be held. I immediately saw the love that my brother had for his son and he reached down and picked up his son.

How often are we like Leif, when we are in a scary situation, we run to our Heavenly Father. We extend our arms up to God and want to be held. We want God to reach down and pick us up, and hold us tight in His unconditional love.

We belong to him. We cry out, "Daddy!"

Dear Daddy-

We belong to you. We raise our hands and asked to be put in your loving, strong arms. Thank you for the unconditional love that you show us every day. Amen