I’m taking a hint from King David and writing out some Psalms to my Daddy.
All praise to my Daddy, His love for me lifts me up and carries me through life in His arms.
He protects my heart with His mighty hands so i don’t have to be afraid to show it to the world.
He opens my eyes to see the way He’s created me to be.
When i jump out of His arms and make messes, He still holds His arms wide open and reaches for me.
From His shoulders, i wonder at the beauty He’s created and His mighty plans.
My Daddy has created a beautiful world full of flavors, colors and smells.
He paints the leaves golden in Autumn and designed apples and cinnamon to blend deliciously.
If He can do that so effortlessly, how much better and more delicious are His plans for His children!
All praise to Him!