When I used think about God and how he views me as his child, I used to think of the relationship I had with my parents (I could not have been placed in better hands). I was to “obey” Him, to make Him “proud”, to keep the “family name pure”, etc. While this model is true to how we are as his children, I never truly understood what it was like for Him.
My wife and I had a little girl named Taylor-Kate on February 23 of this year. While the pregnancy process was a bit of an adventure, with every stage it was so exciting to see her growing in my wife’s belly. It all started with simply hearing her rapid heartbeat, then later we could see a glimpse of her tiny body on the ultrasound, later we all but met our little Taylor-Kate with the 3D/4D ultrasound complete with moving images of her face, little hands and little toes, etc. We lived for Fridays (which was our standing doctor’s appointment). We were excited, nervous, scared, and anxious, all at the same time.
After 10 long months (don’t ever let anyone tell you that 40 weeks is 9 months, haha) the time had come when we would meet our sweet little Taylor-Kate. My wife Kina woke up at 3am with textbook contractions (she had done her homework). We were at the hospital by 5am thinking we would have this baby by at least noon right? Wrong! The family came in immediately after receiving the call and were all there by 6am, family and friends continued to pile in all throughout the day. It wasn’t until 12 hours later that we would meet our Taylor-Kate. From the moment I saw her I was IN LOVE!!! How could it be that I could love another human being this much? It wasn’t like the love I had for my wife (which I thought was all I had to give), it was a totally different kind of love. This little baby looked like me. She had my eyes. But at the same time, she looked like my wife (oh so beautiful!) Kina and I had tried to picture what we thought Taylor-Kate would look like for 10 months, but nothing we pictured (including the 3D/4D ultrasound) compared to how beautiful she was.
After a couple of long days in the hospital, it was finally time to take this little angel home. This was something I will never forget. I went out and got the car ready, and then went back up and put our sweet baby in her new car seat. As we were walking down the hall, we were so proud to be new parents. It seemed so surreal that she was here! We drove oh so carefully and finally made it home. The next few weeks was the most special time of my life with our new little family. We cherished every little moment with this baby. Every sound, movement, facial expression was so exciting to us.
It has now been 8 months since that day our lives would forever change, but my love for this child has only grown. Everyday is a new adventure. It seems like she is always up to something different. We are now watching her learn how to walk, talk, and eat (like a big girl in her highchair). While we are soaking up every moment, we are also so excited for the next chapter.
There is no way that my child will ever know the extent of my love for her. I know that she knows that I love her, and I know that she loves me. I know that she knows I’m her daddy. But to what extent is always the question. She has no idea that I would do ANYTHING in this world for her (including laying down my own life) As I think about these things, I can now see Taylor-Kate through the same eyes as God sees me…
I came to Him as a spiritual infant. I really could do nothing for myself, and yet He loved me instantly more than I would ever know. To this day (almost 20 years later) I still cannot truly fathom how deep God’s love is for me. I know the love I have for Taylor-Kate (which is insane), and He loves me more than that? And here’s perhaps the most important part…He DID die a real, fully- human death for me on the Cross because of that insane love.
So next time you think about God as your father, I would challenge you to ask yourself these questions:
Do I love him back with the same (insane love) that he has for me?
Do I show this love to others?
Do I trust God to provide for my every need?
Do I live my life like someone died to save it?