Missing Daddy

1 Cor 13:1-3

I've never seen my daddy.  I get to talk with him regularly, but I haven't seen him.  I want to be like him, but sometimes it feels like I don't know him since I can't see him.

My big brother is much older than me.  I've heard stories about him, how he was so much like my daddy.  But I haven't seen my big brother, either.  I wish I could see them.

Sometimes, I get so focused on trying to copy the things that I heard my big brother did that I forget to be like him in heart and mind.  I really want to do some of the amazing things that my big brother did (in fact, he said that I could do even greater things than he did), but recently, I've been realizing that I think he and daddy both care more about my attitude and motivation than my accomplishments.  They are both legendary for the way that they care for people: sincerely, genuinely, compassionately, and vulnerably.

I have a friend who I'm getting to know better over the years who actually knows my daddy and big brother very well.  He helps me when I try to do the things that I heard my big brother did, but he also reminds me about my heart and motivation.

I miss daddy and big brother.  Can't wait to see them.  I hope that when I finally get to meet daddy, he sees himself in me.  I want to be just like him.

Evaluation

I woke up this morning (first morning in Antigua) thinking about the meetings ahead of me today and hoping I measure up.  Then I realized that the only person whose evaluation matters is my Father's.

I had an image of a large golden-copper square, maybe seven or eight feed wide, and an inch thick.  When a person stands in front, it is like taking an x-ray, but this is a spiritual x-ray.

Our Father sees us completely.  "The one who knows us the best, loves us the most."

Father, thank you for your great love for us.  Thank you that I don't have to worry about what other people think of me.  I want to bring you great joy in the way that I think, feel, and live.  I love you.