Fuzzy

    

     This is the face that greets me when I get home from work.  She runs to me yelling "Pa-pa, Papa, Papa."  As I scoop her up into my arms she rests her head against my shoulder and say's "Pa-pa."  This little girl has completely stolen my heart.  This little girl, in Gods divine providence has been given to me.  She trusts me completely, without knowing all the details.  She runs to me with excitement, because I am her Papa and she knows that I love her.  

     What is it then, that keeps men from God?  A God who created this relationship is certainly not cold or indifferent to human affairs.  How could He be?  One of the ways I worship God is through loving this little girl.  One of the ways I can tap into the divine is by trusting that God has ordered my life perfectly, and in His divine purpose He gave me Jubilee.  Hallelujah praise Jehovah.  

     Jubilee......a fitting name for the child, was a time to set the captives free.  It was ordained by God to be a celebration.  It was feasting, dancing, singing and returning home.  Home, was a geographic thing in Israel, but now we find that home in Christ.  Many times throughout my life God has set me free, many times He has brought me back home.  Only a wild God does that.  Never in a million years would I have thought that I could love a little girl as much as I love Jubilee.  And yet, here we are.   Why does God continue to do this?  Why does He continue to pour out these blessings?  Why is it that after five seconds with my two year old daughter in the front lawn I am waiting for the clouds to open up, and to hear a thousand angels singing "Glory to God in the Highest."