Today, my mom after having been here (at our home) for 6 months, 3 weeks, has returned to her home that  suffered complete devastation due to Hurricane Sandy.  She, as well as my sister, lost their homes, but thank God not their lives.  The good Lord spared their lives, others hadn’t been as fortunate, as is the case with many storms, the most recent the tornadoes of Oklahoma.  We have thanked the Lord for His Hands of Grace that protected my family during their ordeal.  We forever bow at His throne, and give Him thanks eveyday for that incident, and everything in our lives.

My mom, although excited about the prospect of going home (300 miles away), was subdued, as was I.  We embraced, and began to cry, and at that moment…I felt like a little girl again, remembering how I never wanted to leave my mom’s side. I became a young child and realized, that no matter how grown-up I am, and no matter the age, I will always be my mom’s baby, and she will always be my mommy. 

Which is how I feel about our Father.  No matter how old I’ve become, I will always be His child.  He will always be my Abba Father.  My Father abides with me continuously, He sent the Comforter to me, just so I wouldn’t be alone.  His presence provides the companionship and love that I need, and He gives back more than I can dish out.  We can never outgive God, and through Him all things are possible, and so it goes.

The connnection that furrows deep within brings me to new heights of awareness, and brings breath to my being. He is the aura of light, and the aroma of sweetness, He is the quintessential Superior Sovereign Father. 

He parted the Red Sea, He provided Manna, and quail, He was the cloud by day, and fire by night, He brought the Hebrew children through the furnace, He protected Noah and his family, helped Joseph become the second most powerful man in the land, brought Job through the trials and tribulations. 

He does ceasless wonders, His hands embrace the world, He sits and listens to prayers as countless as the stars He placed in the sky. He sits on His throne and is in full control, He preordained our steps, and offers us His never ending love.  He performs miracles to this day, and right now millions of people are being healed in Jesus name, and others will be witness to His divine power. He is the all powerful, holy holy Lord of lords, and King of kings, our one and only God.

I’ve acknowledged His word, accepted Jesus Christ as my Savior since I could remember, and live for His love and guidance, and realize no one and nothing surpasses His omnipotence.  And, I thank Him, praise Him, love Him…Always.

Yet, despite His Supernatural presence in my life, I will sum it up as follows.  At the beginning of this post, I mentioned that I will always be my mother’s “little girl” –and although my earth daddy was called home fourteen years ago, I will always be “his little girl.”  

And, no matter how powerful, or big my God is…and HE IS–He will always be my Abba Father, and I will always be “HIS Child…” 

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For ye have not received the spirit of bondage again to fear; but ye have received the Spirit of adoption, whereby we cry, Abba, Father.  (Romans 8:5)

And because ye are sons, God hath sent forth the Spirit of his Son into your hearts, crying, Abba, Father.  (Galatians 4:6)

For the Father himself loves you, because you have loved me, and have believed that I came out from God.  (John 16:27)

Behold, what manner of love the Father hath bestowed upon us, that we should be called the sons of God: therefore the world knoweth us not, because it knew him not. (1 John 3:1)

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