A Note From
The wind was blowing very lightly, creating a soft rustling noise as it passed through the leaves.
The thin branches were moving about in a slow sway. I thought it was beautiful, he however saw something very different.
As I pointed to the tree, I asked him, "what's that?". I could feel him begin to hold me tighter around the neck and his eyes were fixed on the tree in the distance.
With a tinge of fear lacing his words he uttered, "He's a MONSTER and HE'S MEAN.
I pulled him close, feeling deep compassion for him, knowing all those thoughts running through his head were simply wrong. A complete distortion of reality.
I said something to the effect of: "You don't understand, things just aren't the way they seem. You THINK you see things clearly, but it's not reality. You might justify your fear and doubt, and think you've got it figured out, but I'm your father, you're in my care, just trust in me.
I often wonder, how many things we perceive that simply aren't true. We worry about situations that "simply aren't," nor ever shall be. Just hold your father's neck a little bit tighter and trust his words.
"Fear not, for I am with you; be not dismayed, for I am your God; I will strengthen you, I will help you, I will uphold you with my righteous right hand."