The man was pressed up against the end of the pew. One of his daughters sat close to him and the other daughter close to her. The young boy made his way over to the man and stood. He looked at the man with the desire of closeness. The man looked at him, and no move was made. The boy continued his look and said, “Daddy!” The man held out his arms, picked up the boy, placed him in his lap and held him close. What a difference a word makes! What a Place of security in the Arms of God! What a Savior Who made provision for us in that awesome Place and gave us the right to say, “Abba”!
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