Her Daddy's Eyes

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Her Daddy's Eyes

The human eye is an organ which reacts to light for several reasons. It is a window to one's soul. A person's deepest thoughts and emotions can be revealed through the eye. Joy, anger, sadness, longing, love and understanding, all of these are reflected from the deepest part of your being into your eyes, revealing almost all of who you are. Your very personality lies in your eyes, it is just the way in which people interpret those emotions that shape the way you are seen.

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Sitting in the middle of a little country town I stare at the people going about their business. Families walk about speaking and giggling amongst themselves. Broad grins on almost every little girls face. Their eyes raised adoringly towards their father's. Suddenly a fierce longing fills me, my throat tightening with emotion. Heart aching as I recognize the countless times I have longed for my father, and for the countless times I will wish I had one.

Closing my eyes to keep the tears at bay, I allow myself to drown in the pain of being fatherless. Its Father's day today. I've skipped school and walked to the closest park, now resting against a big oak tree, my dark hair draped over my face, hiding the pain in my electric blue eyes. At sixteen, the consequences of being fatherless hits me, it mauls me over and steals my breath; the timeless moments I would never have finally becoming a reality. I would never have the opportunity to boast that my father is better than another; I would never have a father to chase away unruly boys or scold me for sneaking out at night.

No one would be there to make my first serious boyfriend uncomfortable; no one would be there to give my fiancé permission to marry me. Who would give me a way? Walk me down the aisle? Give me my first dance? Who would chase my son around the backyard playing hide and seek with his grandad? I would never have a father to hold me close when I have had a bad day. And most of all, I would never have a father who calls me his princess.

Having had enough of pondering over painful thoughts, I wipe the tears that had secretly sneaked out from beneath my lashes. Heavy hearted, I open my eyes; they immediately connect with those of a man standing in front of me. Without a word He takes my hand and helps me up, pulling me close once I'm on both feet. Suddenly I realise we are alone, the park covered in an array of beautiful colours. I'm not worried. The feeling of safety having wound itself around me, immoveable and inarguable. Without a sound the man looks down at me, and starts to dance with me held securely in his arms. The lilting music both warm and relaxing.

His eyes. Hidden beneath long, thick lashes I see a truth in them, a fierce un-ending love. There is an understanding shining from within their depths.

In a moment the park is covered in a light sprinkling of snow, I'm in a beautiful white gown with another being's arm looped through mine, walking me down an aisle. It takes a moment but then understanding dawns on me. I'm at my own wedding. A sea of faces surrounding me. The people's faces are blurred but I recognise my mum and brother, and the man from the park. I look up at the being beside me, trying unsuccessfully to focus on his face. Before we reach the end of the aisle, the scenery changes again.

There is a little boy running around being chased by an older man, big grins on both their faces whilst giggles fill the air. An indefinable joy flows through me, a smile of my own stretching across my face. And then the man turns to look at me, his eyes connecting with mine. His eyes are familiar, almost the same as those of the man at the park.

Before I can think on it too much, I'm resting against the tree again. People still nowhere in sight and the edges of my vision blurring my surroundings. Feeling a presence beside me, I see the man from the park again. A joy and love shimmering from the depths of His eyes. "Your earthly father holds no candle to me. I am the Lord your God, Jesus the Holy Spirit and your dad. You are precious to Me. I will not leave you nor forsake you. When you have no one to talk about on Father's Day, remember Me. When you are unsure of who is the suitable man for you, remember Me. When you are scared or hurt, troubled or lonely, remember Me. I am your daddy."

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