The Love of the Father

 

The outdoor grotto at St. Cosmas and Damian
Twinsburg, Ohio

At adoration, this morning I was kneeling in front of the blessed sacrament hands together in prayer and I visualized Jesus looking down at me like a child, the child I once was. The loving glance of a father looking on his child. This beautiful visual reminded me that I am a child of God, forever His child.

Just as a parent will always look upon their son or daughter as a child, that child they once were no matter how old they get. God looks upon us that way. As His precious children.

I prayed to always be able to feel that love and to remind myself we are all children of God. If we want to be models of his love we need to remind ourselves everyone we meet is that child of God, that precious one he looks on with love, forgiveness, mercy, and hope.

I prayed for all those that did not know that love from earthly parents, probably because they did not know that love as a child either. I prayed for the mercy on all generations that did not always love as they should, with the love of our heavenly father. I prayed for God to break into their hearts and reveal that love, that unconditional love he has for each one of us. I prayed for all parents, that they would have the courage and strength to heal their own wounds of childhood, so they would be set free to love like Jesus. For this is the only way to love, as he modeled for us here while he dwelt among us. The word made flesh, the love incarnate, all-consuming ever enduring perfect love of the Father.