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Day twenty-six: Daddy's heart concerning us

I sincerely hope I successfully post this piece without breaking down in my office today.
Holy Spirit, cause me to baby-cry if I have to.

Jeremiah 2:31-32 The Message (MSG)

31-32 “What a generation you turned out to be!
    Didn’t I tell you? Didn’t I warn you?
Have I let you down, Israel?
    Am I nothing but a dead-end street?
Why do my people say, ‘Good riddance!
    From now on we’re on our own’?
Young women don’t forget their jewelry, do they?
    Brides don’t show up without their veils, do they?
But my people forget me.

    Day after day after day they never give me a thought

I came across this piece of Scripture early this morning and I was moved to tears. 
I could feel Our Father's heart on this matter.

Beloved, has Daddy been unfaithful to us?
Has He been a dry and desolate place in our lives?
Has He brought only harm and destruction our way?
Has He not loved us enough?
Has He not been our peace enough?

Then why are we so quick to get rid of Him.

I see young people who are living in greater levels of religion.
They go to church on Sundays and sometimes disregard and desecrate the very Holy Grounds they stand on.

Has the Lord been so mean to us?

Why then are we stabbing Him in the back?
Why do we keep nailing His beloved son to the Cross by our actions.
Many are they who are sleeping around, entertaining evil and intentionally going farther and farther away from Him.
People are killing their fellow man.
Vituperation spills from the mouths of church people.
We are very quick to rain insults on our leaders.
We laugh at people and call it a 'joke'.
We mock people, slander men and still say we are for God.

Has the Lord been unjust to us?
Has He not given us Grace upon Grace and blessing upon blessing?

Why do we disregard Him?
Why do we fail to acknowledge His presence in our lives?
Why do we blatantly IGNORE Him?

Why are we living so loosely.
Why are we careless?

Going to church on a Sunday is not an obligation when it comes to Him.
He wants your heart.
He wants your acknowledgement and recognition that He exists and that He wants a relationship with you.

He cares for His own;
We throw mud in His face.

For how long will we continue treating Him like He doesn't exist?
For how long will we act like we don't care when actually, we care a lot.

Do you know how much it hurts when you love someone and that person doesn't love you back?
When you are willing to do anything just to show how much committed you are to that person and yet that person does not recognise you as such?

It hurts.

Can a Person intricately create something He does not like?
Can a Person pour life into something He does not love?

Why do you keep pushing Him away with your words and by your actions?
Why do you keep stabbing Him in the heart.

Is there a way to let you know that the very moment you were born to this Earth His heart skipped a beat because He knew you had entered an atmosphere where you could easily forget Him?
Is there a way to let you know that ever since you were born to this Earth He has been waiting for you to call Him, Friend, Father and Confidante?

He has always always always seeking your attention.
Always waiting for you to call on Him.

Even if to say, "I need You".

He has been waving at you, trying to get your attention from among the multitude of people who have stolen your attention.

He has been waiting for you for so long.

Stop it.

Stop pushing Him away with your actions.

Stop it.

Stop grieving the heart of Our Father.

Stop it. I beg you please, stop it. 

For how long will you keep acting this way?

Please, stop ignoring Daddy.

He calls. Please, reach out to Him.


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