My Father In Heaven

My Father in heaven.

Rushing to comfort me after I stumble.

Checking in with me every day.

Sharing my joy as I reach a mile stone.

Sharing my laughter as I reach and miss for the food on the top shelf.

Not ever shaming or blaming.

Asking for my company and time, not my perfect performance.

Applauding me on my first steps, rather than scolding me because I haven't taken steps big enough.

His words stretching beyond time, and distance to heal and encourage me. 

His humour wrapping me tightly in his arms as I try to wiggle out almost wetting myself with laughter. 

His persistent gentleness, and his gentle persistence. 

His Love.