She curled up next to me, tightly wound and holding hands, as we finished the movie. The boys had set off on a new adventure last night and we were having a low key evening all our own. We had all kissed and hugged goodbyes and said our prayers for safe travels.
As the movie and story time ended, we watched the projected stars twinkle on the ceiling and I slipped away to write a few words.
I’d gone through a few posts for today. Fashion Friday seemed out of place on such a holy day. Then I read these words,
“Which of you, if your son asks for bread, will give him a stone? Or if he asks for a fish, will give him a snake? If you, then, though you are evil, know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more will your Father in heaven give good gifts to those who ask him!” (Matthew 7)
A picture of a Father full of grace. Full of love. He wants to provide and give good gifts.
In that moment last night, cuddled up with one of the four people I love the most in the world, I would have done anything for her. Anything in my power. To bring her joy. To keep her safe. To show her how to live a full life.
Isn’t that why we recognize Good Friday? Because our Father did everything in His power, even the most heartbreaking thing by giving His son, to bring us joy, to keep us safe, to show us how to live a full life.