The beautiful noonday sun shone brightly that day as I lazily stretched out under the overarching canopy of trees along the mesmerizing Boracay shoreline. Ahhh! What an incredible sight! Jeng, my wife, was enjoying her swim. I was enjoying well… just doing nothing.Then my thoughts turned to the profound.
I asked myself, “How can a missionary couple like Jeng and myself enjoy such pleasures in life?”
Without expecting it, I received an answer. In the deepest recesses of my heart came a soothing and all-loving voice, “Because I am your Dad.”
DAD. That word carries with it an avalanche of consoling truths and comforting emotions.
Dad means strength.
Dad means consolation.
Dad means security.
Dad means assurance.
Dad means safety.
Dad means comfort.
Dad means honor.
Dad means love.
No wonder a not-so-rich missionary like myself is treated to such royalty vacations and above-average luxuries.
My God is my Dad.
The Bible says:
“But my God shall supply all your need, according to His riches in glory by Christ Jesus.” (Phillipians 4:19)
The one who truly owns, not just the Boracay seas, but the entire universe is looking after me. He knows I need to rest. He knows I need recuperation. He knows I need to recharge.
Ever wonder if you can make it through your week with your tight budget? Or find the strength to recover from your illness? Or overcome that sin? Or win over that stressful situation?
Think about your Dad.
He is not asleep. He is not having a day-off. He is in control.
And He will supply your needs according to his riches in glory.
Yes, even as you relax by the Boracay seas!