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A father's love

I was on my way to the central business district of Kumasi to get some items for a project I am currently undertaking.

In the bus I was seated in that morning, there was seated by me a man with a little boy; they were father and son.

I realised that every time the little boy saw anything edible, he wanted his father to get that particular thing for him.

First, he saw ice-cream… he told his dad he wanted it.
He saw sachet water on sale… he cried to his father that he wanted to drink water.
He saw bread and the same thing happened.

At a point, I thought the father would respond to the plea of his son… especially when the little boy was crying of thirst to his father. At that moment, I thought to myself,” This man is mean.”

It was there that Holy Spirit ministered unto me…
The father loved his son… and he wanted what was best for him.
That notwithstanding, it did not change the fact that he had to still protect his child.

Imagine what would have happened if the father had responded positively to every request of the little boy.
He would have been so full with a concoction of so much food that early morning; the child could have easily fallen sick that moment.

Then He showed me… imagine what would have happened if Daddy had answered every prayer request I made?
Don’t you sometimes sit back and thank Dad for not answering some prayer requests you’ve made?

Eventually, the little boy slept. He had forgotten about his requests and he just slept peacefully in his father’s arms.

Holy Spirit told me that when we send in our requests and they delay or are not answered in the way of our expectations, we have two dispositions we can take.

The first is the disposition of despair; where we cry and cry and cry about Daddy’s ‘unfaithfulness’ and ‘unlovingness’.

The second disposition is that of trust; here, we choose to forget about our unanswered prayer and still remain resolute in our walk with Dad. Here, we have the chance to choose to rest in His everlasting love and trust in His timing.

You see, the boy went to sleep… deep sleep.

Holy Spirit showed me that when the time for the little boy to feed comes, it would be the father who would wake him up to eat.
That meaning that in the perfect timing of Daddy, it is He Who will grant us our needs at the time we actually need it… and not at the time we think we need it.

Personally, I look at some prayers I made some years ago, and every time I look back, I am so grateful to Daddy that they never came to pass.

Honestly, it is sometimes difficult seeing the good in an unanswered prayer especially when it is something that means so much to us.

But let’s be honest, Who loves you more than you?
It is our Father in Heaven.

We need to believe in the love of our Heavenly Father for us.

If you have not the tangible experience of this love, please ask His Holy Spirit to help you have that experience… He is only a breath away.

Also, we have to lean on the everlasting arms of our Father in such times… stop fighting your Father because He hasn’t answered your prayers according to your expectations.

He loves you more than you can ever imagine.

His timing is the safest…and it is certainly the best… trust me.


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