i love my daddy!

there comes a time

when we just can't

pretend

this game offers any hope

of real

joy

there comes a realization

in the midst

of playing

with our toys

that this isn't it

that there must be

something more

something real

something true

something

that knows

a much bigger picture

of what's going on

and it must be the thing

that knows where

you came from

that saw

the whole story

from before the beginning

to now

and even sees

beyond the now

it already knows

tomorrow

and next year

and has already seen

you

safely

return home

to love

it has seen

you never left

and but imagined

for a moment,

which seems like eons,

as you examine and act out

every possible form this thought

can take...

it has watched you,

baby

it has watched the infant

crawl

it has nursed you

while you slept

crying out

for

something solid

something

dependable

a parent

a shoulder

some fact

beyond perception

and now

here she is

sitting with you writing

at the kitchen counter

and coming to you

through new friends

and best friends

and acquaintances

and students

and teachers

clocks

cars

and even through

the open jar of jam

she can tell you

of her love,

her endless

devotion

and how

if you just rest

and climb up on

her back

she will give you

a piggyback ride

all the way home

remember that?

bouncing

and laughing

and hanging on so tight

to your daddy's head--

almost choking him--

you trusted him

completely

and would never let go

for your dear life!

so now

God

is at our fingertips

its only up to us

not to let go

of Him

and go flying through the air

only to land

softly

once again

as he catches us

time

after

time

after

time

after

time...

ohhhhhh how very very very

blessed

we are

to have

such

a Father's Love...

there comes a time

for all of us

when we can't

pretend otherwise

for one more

moment...