Psalm 103:13
Dear Customers and Friends,
When I was around 7 years old, I was riding around on my skateboard in the garage. My dad saw me doing so and created a bit of a racecourse out of the junk lying around that outlined my speedway. Part of the wall of that speedway was built with an old TV that was promised to my sister for her room. My dad’s only rule for me was “Do not break that TV” as I skirted around my track. I said “Okay!” and went about my skating as my dad went back inside.
Being that I had no idea how to properly ride a skateboard, I rode around sitting down on the board on all fours. I could boost my leg from behind and go as fast as I wanted. However, this didn’t give me as much control as I needed to properly make my turns. (As you could probably see where I’m going with this) I crashed right into that TV I was specifically asked to avoid. The TV toppled over and fell right on the screen causing glass to fly everywhere.
Fear, Panic, and worry instantly flooded my head as my body locked up, thinking about how my dad was definitely going to kill me. I literally thought that my life was over. I still knew that there was no hiding the remains of this TV as it would surely be noticed if it all of a sudden went missing. Plus, the gap in my racetrack wall would also cause suspicion.
I knew that I had to confront my dad about what had happened and come clean. Still shaking, I made my way out of the garage into my house and up the stairs to my parents’ room, where I believed would also be my final resting place after my dad ripped me in half out of anger and rage. As I hung my head down low thinking of all my punishments to come, I remember stopping to pray, “God, please tell my dad to go easy on me!’ Tears started to shape upon the edge of my eye as I crept open the door to see my dad sitting down watching a football game.
I took a big breath as my dad stared at me when I confessed: “Dad, I broke the TV…” My dad looked at me with a blank expression for a second and said, “That’s okay.”
All the anxiousness I felt walking to face my demise instantly left my body at once. I looked at my dad in confusion, and he followed up by asking, “Were you scared to tell me?” I nodded my head, and he came to comfort me, saying:
“I DON’T EVER WANT YOU TO FEEL LIKE YOU CAN’T COME TO ME WHEN
SOMETHING HAPPENS.”
I think of this moment now fondly as an adult, thinking, “If this is how much my father loves me here, how much more does my heavenly father love me?” As Psalm 103:13 says, “As a father has compassion on his children, so the LORD has compassion on those who fear him”
As we go into a season of love, we should be reminded about how much God loves each of us. Not just like a father loves his kids, but even more than a father loves his kids. Do not be afraid to come to God with troubles, mistakes, or worries, for he is a good father who loves you so much and wants to comfort you and help you through all things.
Blessed to be a Blessing,
Syfan Logistics
Written by Mark Harris
“As a father has compassion on his children, so the LORD has compassion on those who fear him”
Psalm 103:13