Will He Come and bless me?

As a child, Dad a tall six foot 4 inches attractive, well groomed, strong ox of a Man would always walk silently, no shoes, just his feet sliding around the house. Dad was a gentle giraffe always exiting graciously and quietly while we waited for his return.

This was fatherly love in Da house!

Will he come and bless me? Dad was never late, always on time and full of little surprises. Once Dad got home it was treats all round. Mother would be baking or cooking something wonderful. We would then dim the lights down low and watch TV snuggled together. O how I love those days that have almost gone when a family could sit and not feel stressed by anything.

Dad was our superhero. Indeed, at times Dad got on my last nerves. I disliked Dad’s huge hands confiscating my favorite candy or chocolate bar, right in the middle of aaahhh…enjoyment. Dad would then baritone “Save some for tomorrow” with a crunched up face and downward eyes I am like what tomorrow?

I could never understand the adult reasoning behind half a bag of cookies or a candy bar. Ok, I admit I was a big eater. So the talk around the house quickly became where is this, cool slick mover and shaker of a Dad of ours. Will he come? We needed a human detector for this Man. He was just too quick and swift for his wife and children of our house.

Now grown, I often pray and communicate with G-D I need you to be My Abba Father. I need you to be more than Dad was for you are supernatural so don’t confiscate things just be liberal and freely give as it is written. But often times I am left wondering what is G-D really all about? How comes as found in Lamentations, Isaiah, and Jeremiah G-D is angry with Israel and Jerusalem even in the now? How could G-D the Father be so angry that the wicked still holds the wealth of his people? G-D is sometimes a reminder of Dad confiscating. Yet I do believe, I have to believe this too shall pass.

Both Abba Father and Dad DO know how to love, they have this manly Voice loving me and calling me out loud. Now older I still pray Abba Father come! This is my hope of him hastening his arrival. At times it works. That is the million or trillion dollar mindset I am juggling and anticipating within my home. Will G-D bless me again and again? Or do I have to wait days, months, years and invest more than my eyes, mind, and spiritual thoughts ever imagined possible.

I know G-D is NOT about fear, votes, pretenders, backsliders or false accusers. He just wants courage, belief, obedience and work. G-D sees and knows all things. If you have never worshipped the silent Voice of the Universal G-D, the one who rocks your mind, heart and soul within whilst accurately calculating atoms, molecules, the rain, sun and moon. I urge you to awake unto spirituality. Awake WITHIN and walk your own journey until you have one question only in anticipation and expectation of His promise in silence, “Lord bless me now!”

Our heavenly Father is always the final piece to a huge jig saw puzzle. As Dad was the masterpiece of the household. He was what reminded us of the men we would become and the strong protection our Mother and sister required. Dad was reliable and pretty predictable the only time Dad became unpredictable was when someone in the house got in trouble the alarms bells would ring WITHIN and it was every boy and girl for themselves. That too is like Abba Father you sin and guess who is coming down.

Family alliances were obsolete when Dad was angry. Who Dad got hold of first we were praying he got tired by the time he caught the last. I was tiny and smart, under the bed was my home and no big hand would catch me for a while.

Living unto life is very similar around the world we all have our secret hiding places and we are happy to sit, hide, or wait on the Lord or the one we trust or fear the most. Will he come? Can be a terrifying experience, for some people abused and molested by their parent, family or trusted one.

I believe all waiting is fear and pain. Yet I understand waiting is a powerful move of matter and without hope their can never be joy as an end. Even escape is hope. You could be trapped; in a dangerous situation, habit or lifestyle. You know right from wrong and your spirit WITHIN is repeating survival instructions what to do and where to go and hide. Perhaps G-D wants you to listen to your soul. He is frustrated when His children go it stubbornly alone.

So he drives you into solitude to learn the ways of the wilderness and obedience on ELOHIM alone. G-D the Father cannot do anything with disobedient or deaf children.

If you are asking will he come and bless me today? I hope these words will mean joy, not pain or fear. Further, I hope daily your body, mind, soul and spirit will stand like the brave with your face to the foe. That you will not doubt for you have overcome the bearing and the waiting.

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