I was clinging to the pain and sorrow. Because it was familiar. Because my thought was… if I let go of the pain, it meant letting go of my daddy and I was not going to do that. So I clung. But God could not let me stay there. He promises that over and over in His word. He was not going to leave me there.
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It wrecked me. It was if my daddy was talking straight through this photo. Reminding me of what he left behind for me. Those three songs. The words. That I needed to listen to them. Take them to heart and move forward. And that does not mean leaving him behind. Because he is always with me. Because Jesus took the nail. Because He redeemed us. Because eternity awaits. And this time here is just a blink.
This picture now sits among glass. Colored glass. Bottles. Vases. Some from my daddy, others I have found. A reminder of collecting glass when I was little. Walking the woods with my daddy. A reminder to keep moving. Pressing on toward the goal. And I am moving forward.
And God whispers, I’m here.
I am right here.
When you pass through the waters, I will be with you; And through the rivers, they shall not overflow you. When you walk through the fire, you shall not be burned, Nor shall the flame scorch you.