"I want my Daddy." And my heart feels the pressure of failure. "I want my Daddy." My nose begins to burn, my jaws quiver in urgency. "I want my Daddy." I say hoping for a revelation.
I want my Daddy.
You may be thinking that I am referring to my earthly father, but no, I mean the heavenly One. The only One I have ever known to always be there, rushing at me with haste, urgently and yet patiently saying, "It's okay baby."
I want more. I
