What a Papa!

When Brenda was a child, I loved her
   And out of sin I called My daughter...
I taught her to walk, taking her by the arms;
   But she did not know that I healed her.
I drew her with gentle cords,
   with bands of love,
And I was to her as those who take the yoke from their neck.
I stooped and fed her.
        from Hosea 11:1-4 NKJV, paraphrased


Whenever I need a reminder that our Father in Heaven is Papa God, I read the verses above, always inserting my own name and always marvelling at the tenderness revealed here.  I picture Him a gentle giant who towers over me but goes to great lengths to stoop down and reassure me of His tremendous love for me.  He's longing for me to know Him, to really know Him.  Here I see this about Him:

             He woos me
             He teaches me 
             He rescues
                                heals
                                            and frees me
             He provides for me

What a Papa!  Overwhelming great love draws me in, invites me to run boldly through the door of grace and sit down with Him, spend precious time with Him.  There my problems fade, my fears disappear, my strength is restored and my spirit is renewed.

Thank you Father...what a Papa You are!