He knew it was her right away
That scream that pierced the quiet darkness of the woods
We had taken the young couples in our church tent camping
After laughter and s’mores around the campfire
We were finally all asleep in our tents
When a woman’s terrified scream woke us all up
The men all scrambled to get their shoes on, running to help her
It was the cry of someone in danger, someone being hurt
My Hubs almost ripped the tent apart getting out
And I sat there with heart pounding, disoriented
Not even quite sure which direction the scream had come from
But Daddy knew, He knew it was his girl, our daughter
And he ran right to her tent
It was a nightmare, night terror
Her husband was trying to wake her up, to comfort her
When the Hubs came back to our tent, we just lay there
Not able to block out the memory of what her terrified scream sounded like
Me, I couldn’t believe he knew it was her
Grown up and gone from our house for several years
But Daddy knew it was his girl
Me, I’m close and familiar with Jesus
Even Holy Spirit, because I know He lives in me
But Father, Daddy, Abba was invisible
A Foggy Mystery, a Loving Stranger
Like my own Daddy, in the years we grew apart after he left us
But lately, there’s a longing in my heart to know Him
Father God, the One Who loved me so much He gave
He gave His Only Son
So didn’t all the love start with Him
Didn’t all the love start with Daddy, with Abba
And out of all the billions of people living and that have ever lived
Doesn’t He know my scream, my cries
And doesn’t He run to rescue me
And won’t I always be His little girl no matter how old I am
I don’t want Him to just be a Foggy Mystery, a Loving Stranger
I want to know my Father
so I’m following the love back to the Source
Still following,
Elizabeth
smiles...yes he will always recognize your voice...and you will always be his girls...and there is def something strong in looking to him as a father...
ReplyDeleteThis is beautiful. No matter how long we've been away or where we've been, He knows our voices, runs to our rescue. What hope and assurance in these words!
ReplyDeleteVisiting from Emily's place - glad I found you!
Deidra - http://manninginthemiddle.blogspot.com
Oh how I love this.......He knows
ReplyDeleteThank you for reminding me how much he loves me. He knows my voice and recognizes my screams for help. I've been screaming of late.
ReplyDeleteI love this analogy. Our Father truly does know His child's voice. And your words have reminded my heart of that reality. Thanks for comforting me today! Beautiful post!
ReplyDeletewow. right on target! thank you!
ReplyDeleteThe loving Father knows our desires, our voice, our cries, our screams and our whispers. Thank you for this, Elizabeth.
ReplyDeleteI was reminded of that chorus, He Knows My Name, I have a Father, He calls me by name..... If you are not familiar with this one e-mail me and I will send you the lyrics.
ReplyDeleteoh wow. so well told. and yes, i want to know him this way, too friend. love to you. xo
ReplyDeleteStilled by this. Just... amazing.
ReplyDeleteOh, this is just wonderful. You have brought something that is sometimes hard to put into words, into words. What a beautiful thought to start the day with, thank you for sharing the thoughts that God has so lovingly gifted you with.
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