“Hey Dad watch this! Dad!! DAAaad… look at me!!” (dad is a bit hard of hearing). Dad turns to watch his son jump on his hands and kick his feet out and eventually slams his body on the ground. He is attempting to perform a kicking action that his mind has created but they are the most awkward movements that I have witnessed and yet the most beautiful thing that I can see.
All he wants is for me to keep my eyes on him. Kicking or not, he wants my attention which mostly is a form of affection to him. At that moment I am reminded of what my Father sees in me. I may be as clumsy as an ox in a Waterford crystal store but my Father isn’t interested in my graceful movements. He doesn’t care so much at what I am doing at the time as how badly I need His attention.
Exposing Myself on a Regular Basis
“All this is flashy rhetoric about loving you. I never had a selfless thought since I was born. I am mercenary and self-seeking through and through: I want God, you, all friends, merely to serve my turn. Peace, re-assurance, pleasure, are the goals I seek, I cannot crawl one inch outside my proper skin: I talk of love -a scholar's parrot may talk Greek- But, self-imprisoned, always end where I begin." - C S Lewis