So Thursday was a hard day. It was the day my daughter Allison’s pet rabbit Patches died. We came home from downtown and right as I walked into the house Allison went to check on Patches where she found him lying in his cage barely breathing. As soon as she called “Daddy, it’s Patches, Patches, Daddy, it’s Patches!!!” The fear in her voice and cry for me to help was deeply hurt filled. We grabbed Patches and hopped in the van racing to the vet, but 20 minutes later, Allison’s precious rabbit passed away.
It’s sad. It stinks. It’s hard to watch your daughter experience a loss like that for the first time.
Allison cried out for Dad because she knew Dad would come. It’s a promise she knows I keep even though we never have to remind each other. She calls “Dad:” I respond. It’s what dads do. It’s a commitment I never break. That’s the second Sunday of Advent, plain and simple and yet so vital. God has made promises and keeps them. If we seek Him we will find Him. Promise.
He will never leave nor forsake us. Promise.
He claims us. Adopts us. Promise.
This week, say out loud what God has promised and expect His truth to win. Mary, Joseph, the shepherds, all expected God to keep His promises AND He did.
You can expect the same from God.
God is good all the time.
Peace and love,