Saturday, February 27, 2010

Little Girl/Young Girl/ Daddy's Girl




She comes -
when the burdens of wife, mother, daughter, grandmother, friend
cause shoulders to hunch up around my ears,
lines etch more deeply into my face-
with bouncing curls,dancing feet, trusting smile
dreams fresh and new.

She taps my shoulder;
I long to be absorbed into the younger self-
to ride in the backseat
window wide open, curls wild, care-free,
simple trust that we are safe.


He comes -
looks beyond the hunched shoulders and lined face,
pats His knee, extends His arms.
Little girl, I climb into His lap,
enfold myself in Him
and rest.



She comes-
with awkward step, skinny legs, unruly hair-
on days when all is wrong,
when words have hurt, when dreams are shattered,
when friends disappoint.

She taps my shoulder-
I try to brush her off,
but she draws me in-
to awkward shyness, yearning to belong,
fear and insecurity.

I crumble at His feet-
head pressed against His knee, tears flowing.
His hand caresses my head;
In the security of that touch
I am reminded of
unconditional love, absolute acceptance,
faithfulness and perfect plans.

I am Daddy's girl.

Blessings,
Linda

11 comments:

  1. Unconditional love, absolute acceptance...
    the depth of those words. Thank you dear
    Linda, for again bringing great encouragement
    to me.
    With love,
    Sandy

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  2. "to ride in the backseat"

    I loved that. I wanted to know more about that back seat. :)

    (You didn't miss the RAP prompt, btw. I was out of town and didn't provide one. Imagine! :)

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  3. Linda, that was wonderful. And those pictures--well, I remember when.

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  4. Absolutely wonderful, Linda! I wish I had the kind of mind for beautiful poetic thoughts!

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  5. Linda, you have a gift! That was beautiful... and powerful... and perfect. Thank you~

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  6. :::sigh::: I love it. Oh, to climb into His lap and release all my cares to Him. Thank you, as always. :)

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  7. Love this
    I so agree...we are visited by many stages of ourselves
    you get that flash...and have to smile when we see ourselves
    I too know I am his little girl...and love that.

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  8. I believe that every little girl no matter how old she lives to be longs to know her daddy loves her and thinks that she is beautiful. There is nothing like a daddy's love!

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  9. Perfect.
    Yes, I too, am Daddy's girl.
    Thank you for writing and sharing this beautiful reminder with us.

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  10. This was precious.
    As are you.

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