Granules of wet sand enveloped my feet, and the ocean roared with strength and authority. The wind of the morning and vibrant blue sky seduced me onward awakening my heart to more. People galore yet all I noticed were daddies and their girls. Oh the acceptance and joy of a daddy’s time and attention. One stood out amongst the others as they sat together on the foamy edge with her blonde curls blowing across his arm. Digging for treasures and watching the tides they were making memories as he scooped her onto his shoulders offering her strength and love.
Tears filled my eyes and sadness entered my heart, as I thought of my sweet daddy, who a few days earlier went to live with Jesus. Then I remembered standing on a different waters edge with bended knee and an anxious heart while he stood submerged in water with his arms outstretched. He called to me, “jump, “Sugar Plum”, jump, Daddy’s got you”. I closed my eyes, squealed out loud, and jumped smack into his secure affection.
Tears of sadness turned into sweet tears of joy and thankfulness for the realness and validation of my daddy’s love. Echoing in my heart are still his words…”daddy’s got you”. While, shouting from above into my brokenness I hear….”Daddy’s got you, Ashley!” Both are beautiful.
Trials and deep hurts attempt to rip the fabric of truth from underneath our walk; but truth stands firm like the roaring ocean. The love of our earthy fathers shapes us, but the love of our Heavenly Father defines us. We long for people to validate us, however holy validation completes us. God’s all-‐consuming love washes over the riptides pulling at our hearts, and no other love compares. With out-‐stretched arms He beckons His children to jump into His strength, grace, adventure, and love. He promises to catch us, uphold us, guide us, comfort us, heal us, and complete us.
What are you afraid of? Bend your knees, and JUMP. Daddy’s got you!