Wrote this one a while ago...not got round to adding any to my blog since the summer...probably a good one to read, as the holidays end and the stresses and strains of life resurface...if you like it, let me know! The Father’s Love I want to cry today. I want the pain and exhaustion of life to go away. I want to hide under the bed and never come out. I want to lie on the floor and throw a tremendous tantrum, let all the anger, hurt and disappointment out, in heaving, shuddering sobs. And God, compassionate Father, gently says, “I will comfort you, And turn your mourning into dancing.” I want to be noticed today. I want the people who ask how I am, whilst dashing through the nearest doorway, to stop, and actually, really care. I want someone to acknowledge my efforts, praise me for my progress, love me for who I am, understand what is going on in this mixed-up mind. And God, attentive Father, reminds, “I see your comings and goings. I delight over you with sing