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Points to Ponder: Daddy, Let's Go on An Adventure!

Points to Ponder
Daddy, Let's Go on An Adventure!

For the past few years, since she was 3 years old, my daughter Elizabeth has regularly asked, "Daddy, can we go on an adventure?" An adventure means getting out her tricycle and going somewhere, usually a local school or park playground. She can ride up to 2 miles on her tricycle now, with me walking (sometime jogging) alongside. The conversations we have are interesting.
One day, reflecting on a talk she had with her mom, Elizabeth said with emotion that she never wants to leave home. She always wants to be with us. I asked, "Well, what about when you get married?" She said in all seriousness, as she peddled along, "No more boys. No more men. I have given up dating."
Coming from a 5-year-old, that was pretty profound. I said, "When did you decide that?" She said the name of one of her preschool classmates.
I was there a few months ago when all the kids got a goody bag. The boy she'd told Marcella she was going to marry ("And you can not do anything to stop me," she'd said), had a pink lollipop. She had green. She wanted to trade. He said no. It was an ugly scene. She was so green with envy; she matched the lollipop. So much for him. "No more boys", she tells me now.
On another "adventure", she asked me if I liked certain things. They were things she liked. I agreed with her. It took awhile, but I can get into Sponge Bob. The "My Little Pony" thing is a stretch, but I can pretend. Then she asked what I thought on this and that. I told her. She then said, as she merrily pedaled along on the trike, "I always think like you think, Daddy." I was touched. I said, "Baby, I hope it is always that way." (Especially when she is a teen.) Of course such things only come with much prayer and fasting, I think.
She biked 2 miles that day. We were going to a new playground, which she had never seen, boldly going on roads she had never been on before. I appreciated and was humbled by her complete trust in me. She pushed up long hills, pedaled down long streets, and had no idea how far we had gone or how far up ahead this promised playground was; but I told her it was there. That was enough.
"This is the best day of my life!" She said, Wow. Of course, she's only been around for 5 years and 3 months, but still that was quite an assessment of a day that had not even reached 11 a.m. yet. She trusts my leadership. If Daddy says there's a playground up ahead, it must be so. And it is a good one. It was farther than I originally thought. So, I asked her how she was doing. She said "My bike's getting a little tired...but I'm not tired!"
We also live in an urban area, so we are in some traffic, and intersections, and some risky places at times. I am very aware of all that is happening around us as we go on our adventures. I try to teach her to be just as aware and always in control. She told me that day that she knows nothing bad will happen to her because she is with me. Another WOW.
They say we get our concept of God largely through our relationship with our fathers. Some of course have done well in spite of their fathers; but it is a worthy point to ponder. I'm not always in the mood for these "adventures", but when she is ready to explore the world isn't it good she wants Dad to take her? She trusts me with her life. It is a trust that is so deep that she is not even conscious of it. She just does.
That is how our Heavenly Father wants us to walk, or pedal, with Him. Complete trust, in constant conversation, and always on "an adventure". (See I Thessalonians 5:16-18)
I am just a man, full of imperfections and prone to error. Yet this little girl trusts me to take her out into this very dangerous world. She simply enjoys the trip, enjoys my company and finds pleasure in the little things we find to do. She whines and complains too. I carry tissues just in case. But in the end, she's had herself an adventure--and looks forward to doing it again.
Jesus called God the Father, "Abba". That basically means, "Daddy" or "Papa". Everyday life is an adventure, and our Heavenly Daddy is right there.
Or as many as are led by the Spirit of God, these are the sons of God. For you did not receive the spirit of bondage again to fear; but you received the Spirit of adoption, by whom we cry out, Abba, Father. The Spirit Himself bears witness with our spirit, that we are the children of God. (Romans 8:14-16 NKJV)
Are you a lot more uptight than you ought to be? Are you putting a lot of energy and time into whining and worrying? Maybe you need to go on an adventure with your Daddy, "Abba". The words of the hymn "In the Garden" say it so well: "And He walks with me and He talks with me and He tells me I am His own; And the joy we share as we tarry there, none other has ever known."
Isn't it time to take the time?

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