A Father’s Love Forever
January 25, 2018
In the New Testament book of Mark we see a marvelous picture of Jesus picking up a little child in His arms to show the Father’s love.
Then He took a little child and set him in the midst of them. And when He had taken him in His arms, He said to them, “Whoever receives one of these little children in My name receives Me; and whoever receives Me, receives not Me but Him who sent Me.” Mark 9:36,37
On a certain day, years ago at U of M hospital, a beautiful little blue-eyed girl with curly blonde hair sat on a chair across the room from me eating a cookie. I said hello to her and she climbed down from that chair with cookie in hand, walked over to me, and held up her arms for me to set her up on my lap.
With my arms around her, I asked if the cookie was good and if I could have a bite? She shook her head “Nope!” then climbed off my lap and returned to her chair across the room. That brief encounter was etched in my mind forever.
For 10 years now, that beautiful little girl’s father has taken to his bike to ride for the Make-A-Wish Michigan. I know every peddle and every mile crossed off that father has had one name on his mind, his little girl’s name, Marissa.
We all face life’s situations at times. Some face a crisis that changes them forever. It tests and stretches the very fabric of their being and either causes one to question their faith or builds their faith in an even stronger way.
This portion of scripture from the book of Mark paints a beautiful picture of the deepest love Jesus has for His children. For this father, knowing Jesus picks up our children who have fallen and holds them in His loving arms brings the most calming peace in the middle of the darkest storms of life.
I am very proud of this friend of mine who has suffered the most, but has never given up or walked away from the love he has for his daughter and the multitude of children who also experience the same disease. I know he will continue to love, support, and care for the children and families who are a part of a club no one wants to ever join.
Well done, Randy Monroe. As you move on to new projects of love, know you have accomplished much for this amazing cause for which you have lovingly sacrificed.
Please know you and your wife have never walked this path alone. Your friends and coworkers have walked and rode right behind you, loving you, praying for you.
At the end of that path, Jesus picked up Marissa, wrapped His arms around her, and they both wait for you in eternity where there will never be a separation again.