Undone

I knew when I woke up this morning that I needed to be alone with Heavenly Father. Some days are just like that. Your heart yearns for Pappa.  I don’t know if you can relate, but many times when I begin my quiet time with Him I struggle with this question, “Am I doing it right?” I turned on some worship music to help drown out my thoughts. I just wanted to see His face. I wanted to hear my Pappa’s voice. I needed to sense Him with everything in me today. Do you have those days? Do you have those moments that everything in you screams, “Time with your Heavenly Pappa is a must”? I knew that today I would need Heaven to touch my earth. So, as I quieted my thoughts and preconceived notions of what this time should look like, I saw a picture of a beautiful naked baby running to her Pappa dripping wet as if she had just gotten out of the bath tub. Yet, the scene wasn’t in a bathroom or even in a home. This beautiful baby was running to her daddy outside down a path that had a drain. She was vulnerable and free. She didn’t have a care in the world as laughing and cooing bubbled up from deep within. As I saw water drip from her and flow into the drain never to be seen again, I saw the word UNDONE. I am undone. In His Presence I am undone. He sees me and loves me anyway. He completes me.

As the worship music played I was taken from the Outer Courts pass the brazen altar where I was able to lay everything down. All I had, all I thought I needed, and even all I didn’t have and all I was not placed at the altar to be consumed. I didn’t want it anymore. I was washed and clothed in Christ’s robes of righteousness. As I entered the inner courts, I saw the shewbread and the lampstand. My attention drew to Jesus, My Lord and Savior, for He is my Bread of Life, the Living Word. The Bible is my light showing me where to go as the Holy Spirit illuminates the scriptures to my heart and even Jesus words to my ears to hear truth. I began to enter the Holy of Holies where once again I was undone in His presence. The weight of the world lifted, and all of my preconceived notions washed away with the freedom to enjoy His presence and be filled with Him.

And I heard these words. “Everything washes away in My arms. Away, gone to a sea of forgetfulness (remember the water from the clean baby washing away down the drain in the sidewalk). The old memories transformed in My Presence. Washed away, clean, made new. Even undone, I love you, accept you, and value you. I’ve always have been there; I’ve never abandoned you. I’ve never left you. When you hurt the most, I was there reaching out to you and loving every detail of you. I’ve never made of fun of you. I just want to have fun with you.  I kept your letter as a treasure, a reminder of my daughter, my baby girl wanting her daddy. Kathy, Baby Girl, I’m your Daddy, and I have everything you need. Everything you desire. It is all yours. All that I have is yours. Vibrant health and wellness. Creative ideas, abundance. I, your Daddy, has all you need and all you want.”

What is so precious about those words?  He healed a memory. When I was 14 or so, I gave my dad a letter asking Him to be my Daddy. See, he was gone all of the time traveling because of work. On the days he wasn’t out of town, he was playing golf with his friends. I felt abandoned and unloved. Today, God took me back to that place and healed that hurt with His memory of receiving that letter, keeping it as a treasure, and sealing it with His promise that He would be my Daddy. The cherry on top: He called me His Baby Girl. Those words of endearment are healing to my heart and soul.

When your heart aches don’t wait to rush to Pappa’s arms. He has something special for you when you choose to become vulnerable in His arms.