6 months... My Dad has been gone 6 months. I still miss him just as much as the day it happened. And we think about, talk about and pray for him every day. At his funeral I was able to read a poem that I had cherished all my life since early childhood because it resonated so strongly with me for several reasons. First being that it reminded me if my own father. And how he always protected me no mater what. How hes always been there for me even in my darkest hours. Even now. And secondly it reminded me of how our faith in our Heavenly Father is a light to us in our lives just the same and its a leap of faith to leap into his arms trusting that his love will catch us. And together. These two... In my grief. Have shown me SO MUCH LOVE and SO MANY AMAZING miracles over the last 6 months that there is no more darkness for me. Only faith that my Dad is there. On the other side watching out for me STILL with his arms stretched out. Waiting to catch me as he always has.... The Faith of Little Mary The father, a well digger, strong was he, And as loving and kind as a father could be. And Mary his daughter, five years old, Was very much dearer than millions of gold. To Mary her father was big, grand and nice, So each had a treasure, beyond any price. One day to the well, little Mary was sent To take daddy’s lunch, how gladly she went. But when she looked down, not a thing could be seen. The well, like a pocket, was dark as could be. The father saw Mary and heard her voice, too, But made not a sound, just to see what she’d do. She dropped to her knees, the dear little soul, And called down, Oh, Daddy, are you down this hole? Why yes Mary darling, I’m here at your feet, Just drop my lunch for I’m ready to eat. Just let it go easy, I’ll catch it all right. She did and she saw it fall out of sight. Why Mary, said father, There’s enough here for two, Now this is the thing I would like you to do. You jump down here to me and we’ll eat it together, Down here in the cool and away from the weather. Oh, daddy, I’m afraid, I can’t see you at all, Be sure now you catch me and don’t let me fall. ‘Twas just for a moment she wavered in doubt, Then closing her dear little eyes she jumped out. In the darkness, yes, that was the test, She trusted in faith in her father’s request. And both were so happy he kissed her and smiled Because of the sweet trusting faith of his child. Oh, sweet little Mary, you put me to shame, How often my Father has called me the same. But because it was dark I turned back in doubt. Refusing the call, though his arms were stretched out. I love you Papa!
Posted on: Sat, 26 Jul 2014 16:38:01 +0000
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