My child is injured. I do whatever it takes to make her feel better.
My child is afraid. I won't go to sleep until she is secure.
I'm not a hero... I'm a parent.
When a child hurts, a parent does what comes naturally. He helps.
Why don't I let my Father do for me what I am more than willing to do for my own children?
I'm learning... being a father is teaching me that when I am criticized, injured or afraid, there is a Father who is ready to comfort me.
There is a Father who will hold me until I'm better,
help me until I can live with the hurt,
and who won't go to sleep when I'm afraid of waking up and seeing the dark.
~ Max Lucado, Applause of Heaven