Nora knelt next to her bed, taking a deep breath to get herself in order for prayer. She swallowed back the lump in her throat. She couldn't afford to mess this up with tears.
“Father,thank you for…”
Stop.
Nora stopped abruptly, slightly shaken by the urgency of the still small voice she had come to know as that of her Lord.
What was it? Had she done something wrong?
Her anxiety kicked in, mounting by the second. She blew out air from her lips.
" Don't mess this up, Nora,”she whispered to herself.
Stop it.
Came the voice again.
"Father?”she questioned, confused.
When a little girl gets hurt and she runs to her father, what does she expect from him?
Nora blinked. Why was she being asked this?
"Love? She would expect him to make her feel better? She would expect him to listen while she cried about the pain she was in…?”
Even as she said the words, understanding came to her. The tears she had been holding back came in full measure.
It'll all be fine, Nora. I am your father, and I am here to listen to all of your frustrations. You don't need to pretend that everything is fine when you're with me. You can come as you are, with all of your worries. I am ready to take all your burdens from you and make you feel better.
Nora cried that night, telling her father of all her frustrations. His comfort came like a warm blanket around her, and she knew, everything would be fine.
***
Many of us just pray ‘Father,’ without putting our hearts into it. 🥺
God is our Father. He has give us the spirit of sonship
We are allowed to tell him all of our pains and struggles, and He will surely make us feel better. 😊😊
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Trickles of Life
Cerita Pendek'Trickles of Life' is an anthology of short stories inspired by the one true muse, Jesus. It is a collection of both fictional and non-fictional stories that will open your eyes to the reality of God and His love for mankind. They are trickles from...
