My Dad Knows

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“You think I don’t know your voice?”

That line alone did something in me the other day.

You see, I answered my mama’s phone when my dad called hoping I could fool him into thinking I was her. We love joking in my family and oftentimes I can fool others, but I just couldn’t fool him.

When my dad said that one sentence to me, it did something in my heart and it made me think about God and how He knows my voice, too.

I don’t always feel like He hears my voice, though, if I’m honest.

I sometimes wake up early to try and talk to Him, but after 2 minutes of silence or feeling like I ain’t getting nowhere, I just go right back to bed.

No delight, no joy in talking to Him, just frustration and tears cuz I feel like I’m not heard.

But this scripture…THIS sparked joy deep in my heart.

“I love the Lord because he hears my voice and my prayer for mercy.

Because he bends down to listen, I will pray as long as I have breath!”

‭‭(Psalms‬ ‭116‬:‭1‬-‭2‬ ‭NLT‬‬)

Picture this (in my Sophia from the Golden Girls show voice, lol).. You go about your day and you stop a moment to tell God you’re sad, or you’re frustrated or that something really amazing happened or that friend you’ve been praying for got that breakthrough (doesn’t matter what it is), you just tell God about it and as you’re talking, He’s bending down to listen to you, to get close to you, to not miss a thing.

Man. I don’t know about you, but picturing the God of the all, the One who created all we see, and love, and enjoy, bending down to hear, me, MEEEEE???!!

That’s a powerful image right there.

You don’t bend down to listen to just anybody.

You bend down to listen to who you love, who you care about, who has your heart.

Like a parent bending down to talk to their baby, making them feel safe and heard and loved… that’s our God. That’s our Daddy. He loves to hear from us. He just plain loves us.

This scripture has done a work in my heart.

Being real y’all, I have really struggled lately with trusting God, with trusting that He hears me and cares about me, with knowing that His Word ain’t just words, but they have power and hold weight and that they apply to me, that God really thinks these great things about me and that I got purpose in life.

I’ve struggled at work, in my personal life, with raising my son.

I’ve struggled with thinking I’m not enough and feeling like maybe God’s words just pass over me and land on everybody else.

I’ve really been struggling with trust.

I don’t know what caused my confidence and trust in God to waver, but I’m sick of living this way.

No more.

“When you go through deep waters, I will be with you. When you go through rivers of difficulty, you will not drown.

When you walk through the fire of oppression, you will not be burned up; the flames will not consume you.”

‭‭(Isaiah‬ ‭43‬:‭2‬ ‭NLT‬‬)

“Your eyes saw my embryo, and on your scroll every day was written that was being formed for me, before any one of them had yet happened.”

‭‭(Psalms‬ ‭139‬:‭16‬ ‭CEB‬‬)

“I will be your God throughout your lifetime— until your hair is white with age. I made you, and I will care for you. I will carry you along and save you.”

‭‭(Isaiah‬ ‭46‬:‭4‬ ‭NLT‬‬)

He made me. He made you.

He still sits on the throne.

He loves me. He loves you.

His plans for me are good.

And His plans for you are good, too.

God never ever promised us an easy life. Never. But He promised us His presence.

Jesus never said accepting Him would lead to a road with no difficulty, but He promised us His peace.

“I’ve said these things to you so that you will have peace in me. In the world you have distress. But be encouraged! I have conquered the world.”

‭‭(John‬ ‭16‬:‭33‬ ‭CEB‬‬)

Jesus’s peace and God’s presence for my “yes,” for my trust, for my life…. that sounds like a pretty good trade off to me.

I know I’ll have my off days.

I know I’ll mess up.

I know I’ll miss the mark, but my faith will not be demolished and my trust in my God will remain firm.

Life is too short and time is too precious to play games with our faith and we’ll either trust God or not, accept Jesus or not, believe the Word of God no matter what the world or culture or the lies of the devil say…or not.

Me?

I’m standing with God.

My earthly father knows my voice and loves me and if that’s true, how much more does my Heavenly Father know my voice and love me, too?

Let’s trust that He bends down and hears us.

Let’s trust Him in the unknown, the pain, the difficulty, the joys.

Let’s trust that He knows.

Daddy in Heaven– I will pray as long as I have breath.

I love you forever.

Your daughter,

♥️Key