"Show me Your strong love in wonderful ways, O Savior of all those seeking Your help against their foes. Protect me as You would the pupil of Your eye; hide me in the shadow of Your wings as You hover over me." Psalm 17:7-8

Thursday, June 30, 2011

Happy Father's Day Abba

What follows are a couple of my journal pages devoted to unpacking who my Abba really is!!  I want to dedicate this post to two great Dads in my family:  G-Daddy (aka., Bill Slattery) and Chris Otts.  I love you guys so much – and I will dearly miss you and your family, Chris, as you set out on an adventure with God to Wheaton.  May the Lord bless and keep you all in the very center of His will and purposes for the Ott’s Boys (and of course their precious Momma Christie!!)

Who is my DADDY?  He is warm and kind and powerful and gentle.  He is undistracted, patient, timeless, interested, concerned.  He is wise, always right, always truthful, selfless.  He is a Giver – delights to give, cheerfully gives, and gives, and gives…  He knows how to get to the hurting places, the deepest needs to pour in healing, Gilead balm,  oil of gladness.  He loves to just cuddle – He doesn’t view it as a waste of time.  He loves everything about children – their sticky fingers, toothless grins, wiggles, velvet heads next to His cheek, their playfulness, their wonder, their artistic expressions (silly songs, pictures, explanations), their tiny hands reaching up, tracing features on His face, their sparkling eyes, their tired bodies giving in to sleep in His arms.  He loves to laugh with His children, to tell them stories, to take them on adventures.  He never tires of carrying them everywhere.  He is proud of them – they are His – each His personal favorite. 


He has special rituals tailored to each individual child – special love language, knowledge He acts upon to particularly delight His little ones.  He kisses away tears like a Mom who can make any injury better with her lips.  He loves to celebrate, to feed His child and enjoys providing nourishment for the whole person.  He loves to share His heart, His affection, His wealth, His life, His home with them.  He loves to build His children up, to empower and enable them to do what otherwise is impossible, and then clap over them, and rejoice with them over victory won.  

He cloaks Himself in mystery and yet in His arms I’m ever safe.  He is big, REALLY BIG, and yet I never feel lost on His lap – I am right next to His heart there and His arms wrap around me in a perfect fit.  I hear from this place His heart beating, the inner workings of His body, and best of all His small voice (its loving tone, well-chosen volume to every situation, and choice of words honey sweet).  That voice that spoke into being worlds, universes…that voice that tells me who I am and who I forever belong to.  He makes Himself just right for a relationship with one so small and totally in need.  He lovingly lowers Himself in every way because He enjoys doing it.  He stoops to pick up, bends to kiss, makes of Himself a divine cradle, a tree to climb, a horsey to ride upon, a bird to fly upon, a chariot to transport.  He takes form though formless so we can receive the love and joy of His infinite heart supply.

He makes all things new and all things right.  He knows at all times just what to do.  He defends me, shields me, surrounds me.  He sings over me, dances over me, and with me.  He accompanies me everywhere and at all times.  He adores me.  And I love Him because He first, and forever, has and will love me!!!

Abiding in Abba’s Breath and Shadow,

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