Today as I was holding my son (I just love seeing that in print), he was grabbing my finger. What an incredible feeling it was to have my son who is completely dependent upon me to provide for him holding on to my finger. My fingers seemed to be ten times larger than his.
He has such small hands. My hands are bigger than his...I can do for him what he cannot do for or by himself.
My Father's hands are bigger than mine. He can do for me and through me what I could never do by myself. If I could only hold onto His finger!
It is such a privilege to be a father. What a picture of our heavenly relationship!
"what is man that you are mindful of him,
the son of man that you care for him?" (Ps. 8:4)
Tuesday, June 01, 2004