For my father and my mother have forsaken me, but the Lord will take me in. – Psalm 27:10
It’s a very busy day with people in two different corners of
the country wanting things done right now.
And that’s not even considering that my daughter-in-law is threatening
to drop by while my wife is trying to bake herself a cake and make chili at the
same time. Something will suffer, and I
only have time for a quick VOTD.
I remember my granddaughter staying with us one night when
she was very small. As we were watching
a version of Heidi, she became
agitated and fearful because the little girl had to go live with her
grandfather. She wanted to know what
happened to Heidi’s mommy and daddy.
Apparently, the fact that the grandfather was there did little to
reassure her. We do not expect to be
rejected by our parents. This is about
the worst thing that can happen. There
must be something dreadfully wrong with us if we are so forsaken and
abandoned.
The psalmist saw beyond the loss of his earthly family. As painful as it might have been to be so
divided, he found solace in the love and acceptance of the Father. He became a part of the family of God, a
relationship and a connection that go deeper than blood and outlast time itself.
2 comments:
Thanks, Shroom. Good word.
Thanks, Roger.
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