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[title] => My Father's Approval
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[bodytext] => My Father’s Approval She was a fragile child with flaxen hair, large, brown eyes and a smile that would melt your heart from fifty paces. There is no doubt she stole his heart the first time her tiny fingers grasped his big one. But in his strong, quiet way, he wasn’t given to praise. She is a lady now with lofty goals which include meeting the man of her dreams, and she does. She meets a strong, silent type...they soon marry and have children. Life is a non-stop merry-go-round. Still, in the midst of life’s hectic journey, she looks to him for approval; always hoping for a sweet word or two…or even a smile to let her know he approves of the way she keeps their castle and family together, but rarely does validation come. If she were a concert pianist, praise from an appreciative audience would mean little unless her teacher or mentor first gave his approval. Slowly, God is helping her understand that it is His approval she so deeply desires... and He assures her that she has it. In fact, she has always had it. After all, she is His daughter, His prize, His princess! Long before this little one was ever born, God already couldn’t contain His joy. Oh how He anticipated her birth! He had a special smile, a wink perhaps, just for her. He adored this flaxen-haired child. He loved the young graduate with all her plans. He presided at her wedding and was present at the birth of each, sweet child. He has loved her passionately all along, And He still does. And even if she were to play Chopsticks on the Grand Steinway at Carnegie Hall, He couldn’t be more pleased. She would steal a glance in His direction and He would wink back… and give her the “thumbs up” sign. Ah, the sweet comfort and pleasure of approval from the Man who matters most. My Dear Child, Never forget, I Am forever in love with you! You are my precious daughter and I respect, admire, love and adore you! I can’t wait to embrace you and all the rest of My many, beautiful daughters and handsome sons when I welcome. all of you home at last! Love, God ”And I will be your Father, and you will be my sons and daughters, says the Lord Almighty.” 2 Corinthians 6:18, NLT [comments] => 0 [counter] => 137 [topic] => 48 [informant] => picklepuss [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 2 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
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