Soothing Moments

In the same way we also, when we were children, were enslaved to the elementary principles of the world. But when the fullness of time had come, God sent forth his Son, born of woman, born under the law, to redeem those who were under the law, so that we might receive adoption as sons.  And because you are sons, God has sent the Spirit of his Son into our hearts, crying, “Abba! Father!”  So you are no longer a slave, but a son, and if a son, then an heir through God.  (Galatians 4:3-7 ESV)
Abba! Father!  Can we sit, just sit today in the big rocker on the porch?  Can we rock together, me close to You?  Do we have to talk?  Can I just be enfolded by Your selfless Love, shielded by Your Strength, caressed by Your Compassion?  Can I, Abba, Father?  I would like that because I really just want to be with You, to be in Your Presence.  You are my all in All, the Abba Daddy I need and have always needed.  You held me then and I need You to hold me now, even though I am an adult.  I am still a child in so many ways.  Last week, I shared my inability to play these days.  I am beginning to see more clearly and find the things which I can do to lighten up a bit more and to feel the air of play around me.  My mind twirls in the wind even when my body just is not able or ready to twirl.  My mind dances to a song.  My hands beat the arms of a chair to the rhythm of an especially upbeat song.  Music opens me up a bit more. Thank You for sitting with me in this rocker, Abba.  Thank You.  It feels so good to sit beside You with my head on Your chest.  I hear Your heartbeat.  Oh, it is mine?  Our hearts beat together as one, don’t they?  We are united because of Your Son, Your Ultimate Sacrifice, for one such as me.  Oh, Abba, You have set me free.  You have adopted me as Your daughter and I am Your child.  How glad and thankful I am.  The nearer I am to You, the more able I am to loosen up. Thank You, Abba, Father.  Amen.
Behold what manner of love the Father has bestowed on us, 
that we should
be called children of God!  A
nd we are.
1 John 3:1a

Thank You for Mom listening to and loving her kind of music in the iShuffle.  What a joy to watch and listen to as she tells me stories from her past!

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