The reoccurring revelation I’ve had in the last few months is realizing and remembering that God is literally our father and at my lowest moments at the end of April and beginning of May He held me so close and tight like a child would want their mom or dad to when they need some genuine love. A thought that came to mind is when I babysit my nephews and if one falls down and gets hurt or if they are simply upset or frustrated with something how they literally run to me. Sometimes crying, sometimes just sad, sometimes hurt, whatever the situation they run as fast as they can, raw energy and leap into my arms, put their head on my shoulder and squeeze tight just because they need that reassurance that someone is here for them, loves them, and will work through whatever it is that happened WITH them.
