Daddy Don’t Work

My parents are pastors, and there is a deacon in our church who tells me a story about myself from when I was about 3. He says he asked me if my dad was at work, and I looked at him and said “Daddy don’t work” – I laugh every time and my dad just shakes his head. Because that is so NOT true! However, my dad had a pretty flexible schedule so he was around, and his “work” was at the church and that place was fun so it didn’t feel like work to me.

Anyway, before my dad was a pastor he worked on cars. I don’t know exactly what his job title was, but I do know that if any light comes on in my car he knows exactly what to do. He has countless times put air in my tires, popped the hood and fixed something that made no sense to me, or answered my phone calls and told me exactly what to do to solve the problem. Oddly enough, he has never sent me a bill after doing any of these things. He never aired up my tires and said “that will be $50.00” and expected payment. He never required me to make an appointment for him to check out my car, and the time I was sitting on the side of the road in college – he stayed on the phone with me for 30 minutes until the police arrived. I didn’t get a bill for that time either. Never once, in my 25 years of life, has my dad fixed anything for me, helped me put something together, solve a problem, or anything else and charged me. Because dad’s don’t charge. When it comes to their kids – it’s not really work at all. I just hit the dad jackpot and my dad happened to know how to fix anything wrong with my car, or put anything together, or solve problems!

Well lucky for you, Jesus paid the ultimate price so we all could hit the dad jackpot. You have the best dad in the universe and He happens to be healer, provider, way maker, King of Kings, Prince of Peace, creator of the universe, ultimate problem solver, keeper of all wisdom, and many many other things. So guess what that means for you? You need something? Your dad has it. And dads don’t charge. They don’t keep a record of what you owe. They don’t barter. They don’t say well “If I do this – then you have to do this”

NOPE. NONE OF IT.

I was in church a few weeks ago and one of the leaders was sharing a healing testimony and he said “God healed her because He is healer, and He will heal you too” Immediately in my spirit I felt God say,

“Katie, I am Healer – but I healed her because I’m her daddy and thats what daddy’s do. Don’t let all the titles I carry and all the holiness I am get in the way of the intimacy I desire from you. When I heal, provide, make a way, change circumstances – when I intervene in your life on your behalf, I do it because I am your DAD and it is the greatest joy of my being to be a Father.”

Sweet friends, please hear me. We have a good Father. He’s the BEST at being a dad. He is so holy and glorious, but kids get to break protocol. My dad is important in certain situations, but if I need him I get to bypass all the red tape to get to him because daughters don’t have to wait. Don’t let the holiness of God keep you from the most intimate relationship you will ever experience in the history of the universe. Don’t be intimidated. Don’t be afraid.

1 John 4:18 says, “Such love has no fear, because perfect love expels all fear. If we are afraid, it is for fear of punishment, and this shows that we have not fully experienced his perfect love.”

God has no interest in taking you out back for a beating. He is interested in the depths of your heart….which isn’t always comfortable, but it is ALWAYS good.

Take a deep breath my friends, and ask your dad to tell you 5 things He LOVES about you. I bet He doesn’t stop at 5!

xoxo

Katie

 

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