by Marcie Bridges, @Marcie_Bridges
will You please read me a story?
Tell me all about the children who
sat upon Your knee
tell me about the men and women
You set free.
Read to me the story of the prodigal son
and what about the widowβs mite?
The one who had none.
Sicknesses healed with just a slight touch
a little girl brought back to life, or,
how the sea calmed to disciples surprised delight
then Peter walked on water his faith becoming sight.
Daddy
please read to me how You sent Your son
a babe born in a manger grew to minister for You
how he was despised and rejected
then went to the cross…
and tell me dear Daddy
the sweet, tender ending when he rose from the grave
talked to so many then ascended to Your glory.
Oh Daddy, dear Father,
let me crawl into Your lap lay my head against Your breast
tell me the stories again and again
of Your grace and faithfulness.
Let me breath in Your scent snuggle in Your strong arms
Oh Daddy, sweet Abba Father,
thank You for caring and loving me so.
~Marcell Warner Bridges
Β©19 June 2016
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I love this poem! It really touched my heart!
God is gracious and good. Thank you Norma π
I love the idea of having our Heavenly Father read us a story. Of course, we have His Word, but I've never thought of it this way.
Hey Beckie, it was a new idea to me too. One night I was really struggling with some things and I took some time with the Lord. While I was praying I found myself asking Him if I could crawl up into His lap and He would read me a story. And the things that entered my heart were so precious it felt like He really was reading to me. π
And my heart too! This is precious Marcie. Thank you so much.
Praise the Lord sweet Nan! π