Perfect Love

No matter how bad my day was, all the junk just disappears when I walk in the door and my kids yell "Daddy!" Of course, they have their moments. They can be defiant, self-centered, prideful, inconsiderate, and the list goes on. But most of the time, they are loving, caring, thoughtful, intelligent, and just darn cute. Some say they take after me. I wonder if folks are referring to the good stuff?

What's my point?

Just this: Tonight when I got home and this ritual was repeated, it occurred to me that this is the way our Father wants me to approach Him. When I come into His presence, He wants me to possess the same absolute joy that my two year-old has when rushing to give me a hug when I get home. I confess that I don't always feel that way towards my heavenly Father. I, like my children, can also be defiant, self-centered, prideful, inconsiderate, and my list is even longer. However, as a dad I have a finite glimpse into what the Lord must feel when I look up to Him and yell "Daddy!" I know this; for me it is one of the most wonderful feelings of all. In spite of my children's shortcomings, I will always love them. In spite of our shortcomings, our Lord Jesus will always love us with a more perfect love than we can comprehend.