Sunday, June 15, 2014

The Father's Heart

God is for us.

It’s a difficult concept to wrap my mind around, that the God of the Universe is on my side, that He’s cheering for me as I follow Him and seek to do His will. Honestly, sometimes it’s hard to even imagine that God sees me, much less that He is FOR ME. I’m so small, and He is so big. But I read in Scripture that He is with me always, He abides with His people, and He is FOR US. I know that all Scripture is Truth, so God IS for me, whether I “feel it” or not. I knew this truth with my head, but not with my heart, until a few years ago when I saw a yellow shirt and it all clicked.

I’ve been blessed with parents who love The Lord. They both reflect Jesus in their unique ways and raised me to know Him. Of course they are not perfect, and I think they’re crazy half the time, but still I cannot speak highly enough of them. I see Christ in my Mom and Dad, and that is so rare.

I suck at sports. Therefore I was involved in many plays, choir concerts, Christmas pageants, etc. all throughout my childhood. As a teenager, I lead worship at my church, and it’s by God’s grace that I ever got such an opportunity!

There was one thing I could count on every single time I stepped on a stage, from my community theatre role as an orphan in Annie to leading worship for thousands at a church service. Somewhere in the crowd would be a yellow shirt and a man cheering me on with his embarrassing Dad-wave. You see, my Dad always wanted us to be able to spot him, so any time one of my sisters or I performed, we could count on Dad to be somewhere in the audience sporting the same bright yellow shirt. As a too-cool-for-school preteen, I never would have admitted it, but that yellow shirt always brought me so much peace. It was a nerve-wracking thing to step on stage and look out into an audience of people I didn’t know. My knees would shake and my hands would tremble, but as soon as I spotted that yellow shirt, and my mom sitting next to him, all was right. Even if I forgot my lines or my voice cracked, I knew that my parents were FOR ME. They were proud of me, and they were on my side. 

Today, when I’m afraid, when I step onto the stage of uncertainty, I look for the yellow shirt. When I get on a plane, not knowing when I’ll return, I spot out Jesus who is for me. I fix my eyes on the yellow shirt and give my best, knowing that My Father is right here with me, fighting for me. Though I’m surrounded by the unknown, there is one thing I can count on. Somewhere in the crowd is a man who is FOR ME. His name is Jesus. May this be an encouragement to you this Father’s Day, whether you’re celebrating your dad, mourning the loss of your dad, wishing you had a dad, or cursing your dad’s name. No matter your situation, you have a Father in Heaven who is wearing his bright yellow shirt today, cheering you on. He loves you and He is FOR YOU.

Daddy, Happy Father’s Day. Thank you for fostering in me a spirit of adventure and raising me to “be a Brave Little Toaster.” Thank you for wearing your yellow shirt and teaching me Truth about Jesus by the very nature of who you are. Thank you for being FOR ME. I love you very much.

1 comment:

  1. So sweet, Natalie! What a great tribute to your Dad. I know that meant the world to him. He and your Mom have raised 3 beautiful, strong, and intelligent daughters. I'm proud of them and my 3 special granddaughters!!! Love you, Gammy