BREAKFAST WITH DAD
When I was a young girl even up into my teen years, I loved getting up early and having breakfast with my Dad before he went to work. He would leave a little coffee in the bottom of his cup for me when I was little. He knew Mom wouldn't let me have a cup of my own so if I was sitting there when he got up to leave he would wink at me and say something to my Mom to follow him out of the kitchen and I would finish his last bit of coffee with the perfect mix of cream and sugar. I still drink it that way today.
As I got older, I would have a lot of Friday night activities in my life like football games and youth events and eventually dating. I knew if I was up early enough, I could go have breakfast with him in town on Sat. We would go to Eckerd's drugs and sit at the counter. Everyone knew my Dad in there.
We would sit and talk about whatever. He would joke around with all the regulars. Then we would run errands or something.
Sometimes I would be so tired and not want to get up early. My Dad would come to the door and reach in and scratch the wall with his fingernails to see if I was going to wake up and go with him. If I was too tired he didn't mind. He would just say later, " Missed ya at breakfast ". I got used to listening for the scratching sound on my bedroom wall. I rarely missed a breakfast with my Dad.
As an adult, I would tell my Dad , " I'm coming to get ya in the morning to go in town for breakfast"
He was always up and ready to go. The town was different. The home cookin' restaurant was different but my Dad and I always enjoyed our early mornings together.
Father's day is coming up. My Dad has been in heaven for the last several Father's Days but I still fondly remember the way he would wake me up and give me an opportunity to spend time with him.
My heavenly father is the same way. He loves to spend time with His sons and daughters. Its not a law or requirement. It's an invitation to sit and fellowship with Him. A time to pour out your heart and hear His heart, too. Sometimes when we get too busy or too tired from being too busy. If we listen we can hear Him say
" Missed ya this morning".
Religion wants to make our time with our Heavenly Father a heavy burden and law.
Condemnation always makes you run away from love because of fear. It's when we understand the Father's love for us that we start listening for His promptings.
We grow up in love. We then come to Him because we want to just enjoy fellowship with Him.
You know the funny thing is. No matter many times I would tell my Dad I was going to take him to breakfast he always picked up the check and always paid.
Our time with our Heavenly Father cost a great deal. It was paid for by Jesus dying on the cross.
I am so very thankful for the Dad I had on this earth and someday I'll sit with him in a glorious place.
Meanwhile, I'll enjoy having breakfast with my heavenly Father each morning along the way.
