Daddy's Girl

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When I was small, it always made me so happy when people commented that I looked so much like my daddy. I was told that he was physically very handsome, with Irish good looks and charm as well. But honestly, I didn't care about that, nor about my own appearance. I just wanted to be like him because I loved him so much. When I was with him, I felt proud to be in his shadow, safe, and cherished. 

As I grew older I realized that my daddy was far from being a saint, and sadly I likewise followed in some of his very destructive footsteps. Imagine my delight when I learned that there was a heavenly Father in whose image I was created, who would never leave me nor forsake me, and who had good plans for my future.  This Father sent His Son to die on a cross to pay the price for my many sins, and all I had to do was to believe in Him and confess with my mouth that He was my Savior! And now, this Daddy leads me in the way everlasting, and is gently, inexorably forming me to be just like Him, hallelujah! When I am in His shadow, I boast in Him; I am safe, and I am cherished forever. 



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