A stubborn little girl was sitting in the wilderness where He brought her, legs and arms crossed pouting and unwilling to move.
She's mad He brought her there, away from everything she loved.
Yet there He is smiling and almost chuckling at her.
Then calls her precious child...
He sits there everyday not even two feet from her, arms and legs crossed as well, just marveling at her.
Just watching, smiling, sometimes crying with her, waiting for her.
Living for the moment when she will jump into his lap and let him be her Daddy.
Pieces of her heart, of her past, of her hopes and dreams are scattered all around her.
She sits there trying to make sense of it all.
She stares for hours, studying and calculating, trying to act like she knows what she is doing.
All the while having no clue, and trying to hide her surprised face by some pieces she was unaware of, not wanting to admit they belong to her.
Hiding others in shame..
He reaches out his hand to try and help but she whacks it away out of her own frustrations, brushing tears from her hot flushed face.
She claims, "I know myself, I can fix myself. I'm strong and can do this!"
So he sighs, leans back, and waits again.
This goes on day after day.
He, never tiring, while she wears herself out, going on her own strength.
She has no choice but to accept water and food from him when she needs it because there is no one else now.
Sometimes she gets so mad she tries to walk away from his presence just to clear her head and he's always two steps behind her.
She walks faster and faster, even beginning to run.
But there he follows closely behind.
Until she plops down, crosses her legs and arms, and the cycle starts over again.
He waited and waited until she had spent all of her strength and could do nothing but cry for hours. Weeping...
She was startled by His gentle hand wiping away her tears, like precious diamonds.
She surprised herself as she caught up his hand to her cheek and held it there.
She closed her eyes... and felt Him for the first time...slightly leaning into his hand
It took everything in him to not scoop her up in his arms... but He stayed very still
She opened her eyes, scooted near him, inch by inch, crawled into his lap, looked up at him, leaned her head back into his chest, and was finally at rest.
He hugged her so tight and never let go, kissing her forehead and calling her his beautiful princess.
She sat in his lap and dragged her puzzle pieces up to them and finally let him help her piece it all together.
Hours went by like mere moments
Tears faded into smiles, contentment, and laughter.
Each piece was dealt with, repaired, some were even thrown away forever to be forgotten.
A beautiful picture of her heart and soul started to form and she gasped.
It was too beautiful to be of her, she thought.
She looked up at him in disbelief.
He looked down at her and said, "now you see what I see. this is who you are. this is who the world tries to keep you from seeing. accept my love. don't fight me. I want to piece you together when you're broken. I want to hold you when you're crushed in spirit. I want to carry you when you're weary. Let me be your Father. You can't do this on your own. Let's not have to do this again. I'll always be with you. And I'll never let you go, even when you can't hold on. You're mine and I am yours."
