My two Dads

"Beloved, we are God's children now, what we shall be has not yet been revealed.

We do know that when it is revealed we shall be like him, for we shall see him as he is."

1 John 3:2

I remember, when my father died about 10 years ago, thinking this is it: I am an orphan. My mother had died earlier, when my children were young. I knew in my head that this day would come, but that did not prepare my heart. I was a daddy's girl. Any time something happened, either good or bad, I had to talk it through with my dad. He was a wonderful listener. I felt so lonely knowing I could never pick up the phone and hear his voice again.

I knew, as my heavenly Father, that God was always there for me. But at that time I did not have the relationship with Him that we have today. When I could no longer call my earthly father, slowly I turned to my heavenly one. He, too, was always there; waiting to listen to what was new in my life. I began to realize that while my father had loved me as much as was humanly possible, as a Father God loved me even more.

The work of the Holy Spirit is to help transform us into God's vision for us. Kind of a spiritual make over! That is overwhelming to me; that I could be anything like God... But if we are children of God, we must share some resemblance. Days when I feel pretty low, I try to remember this; I an not an orphan. God, my heavenly Father, is waiting to hear from me!