I saw a little girl;
she was holding the hand of her daddy as they were walking on the beach. Her
little dress was flowing in the breeze.
I saw their feet; her
tiny two or three year old little feet.
Stumbling
Tripping
Struggling to walk in
step with her daddy. Walking in the sand can be hard… she was trying to keep up
with him.
I saw the daddy take
the little girl’s hands in his and swing her up, putting her on his shoulders.
He carried her on his shoulders.
There she was, arms
outstretched, feeling the breeze on her face, enjoying the ride; her eyes were
closed, no longer worrying or needing to worry about keeping up with her daddy.
She was with him.
God’s been reminding me that I need to rely on His strength.
I need to take the focus off of my struggles and allow Him to
carry me on His shoulders. It’s there I can see the bigger picture- I see what
He sees.
It’s there I am truly free.
Secure.
I no longer have to worry.
I am carried on my daddy’s shoulders.
