Sometimes words are laid on my heart that I feel I need to write down and share. This is my heart, portraying a vision I received from God two weeks ago during worship through music at my church. These specific words you are about to read have been forming on my heart for a few days, and I finally listened and wrote them down. I struggle with seeing how God could possibly love me as His daughter, but this picture He painted for me reminds me of His love for all of His children. I pray these words touch you as you read them, and that you, too, run into His arms.
The Father is sitting on His throne in His throne room and the Daughter is timidly walking in and pauses.
Daughter: Father, may I approach you?
Father: Yes, my child. Come.
Daughter: Are you sure, Father? I don’t want to bother you. You seem so busy.
Father: Yes, please come to me.
Daughter: Okay, Father. (Daughter slowly walks a little farther into the throne room and stops.) Umm, I have some things I want to talk to you about, if you don’t mind.
Father: What is it? I am here for you.
Daughter: Well, umm, it’s just that… I have a problem. You see, I’ve been hurt in so many ways…
Father: Oh, my darling, don’t you see? Those hurts and pains bring you closer to me. When was the last time we spoke, my child? You start to draw away, but I am always here.
Steadfast love and faithfulness meet;
righteousness and peace kiss each other.
Faithfulness springs up from the ground,
and righteousness looks down from the sky.
Daughter: But Father, how can you keep accepting me? How can I trust you, with all this pain I have felt before?
Father: Darling, I am always here. Though you turn away, I will be here to welcome you back. You can trust me, this I promise you.
May he grant you your heart’s desire
and fulfill all your plans!
May we shout for joy over your salvation,
and in the name or our God set up our banners!
Some trust in chariots and some in horses,
but we trust in the name of the Lord our God.
Psalm 20:4-5, 7
Daughter: But Father, what about when I feel like I don’t belong to you?
Father: My dear child, you do. You do belong to me.
My sheep hear my voice, and I know them, and they follow me. I give them eternal life, and they will never perish, and no one will snatch them out of my hand. My Father, who has given them to me, is greater than all, and no one is able to snatch them out of the Father’s hand. I and the Father are one.
Daughter: (Kneeling down where she is standing in the middle of the throne room) Okay Father, I hear you. But there’s something else… What about when I am questioning your love for me?
Father: Oh darling, my beloved. I have a love for you deeper than you can fathom. It’s deeper than the oceans, larger than the seas. Beloved child, I sent my Son to walk the earth, being tested and tried, yet blameless bear the burden of the cross, that He would die and rise again, conquering all sin, once and for all. Daughter, you are my beloved.
I have been crucified with Christ. It is no longer I who live, but Christ who lives in me. And the life I now live in the flesh I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me and gave himself for me.
Daughter: (Slowly standing up) Abba, Father. Why? Why do you love me so, that you would send your Son to save me?
Father: My child, it is because even when sometimes you don’t see it, you need me. You need my Son, your Savior. You need my Spirit to fill you. Please, my beloved child, come to me.
The Father opens His arms wide and slightly leans forward.
My beloved speaks and says to me:
“Arise, my love, my beautiful one, and come away,
for behold, the winter is past; the rain is over and gone.
The flowers appear on the earth, the time of singing has come,
and the voice of the turtledove is heard in our land.
The fig tree ripens its figs, and the vines are in blossom; they give forth fragrance.
Arise, my love, my beautiful one, and come away.
Song of Solomon 2:10-13
And the daughter runs into her Father’s arms.
All of the above verses are from the English Standard Version Bible.