Dancing with Daddy

Ever since I can remember I have longed to dance with my dad, but I never got to. He was seldom at home. One of my dreams is that I can dance with him on my wedding day. I hope that comes true. I have been working on a devotional for girls who don't really have a father in the home, but then the Lord inspired me to write a children's book about it. The content for the children's book is what follows. I am hoping to have it published one day. Here it is:

Dancing with Daddy

Dedicated to all the girls who grow up without a father in the home. He is a Father to the fatherless and you don’t have to dance alone.

She stands and stares at the door, hoping and praying that he will walk through. But she knows deep down, he’s not coming home no more. The music is playing, her gown is on. She’s ready for dancing, but there are no feet for her to stand on. She’s a little princess ready for the Ball, but where is her prince who is supposed to take her? Gone. Vanished. Just like that.

A picture hangs on the wall of a happy little family, smiles and all. Feels like that was years ago, but it was taken just 2 weeks ago. How did it go from that to this? From together to apart? All she did was blink her eyes.

She is hurt and confused, sobs in her pillow on the bed. Lets her tears lull her to sleep each night. She loved and trusted, but her heart was shattered by the one she looked up to. Broken. Dejected. Alone.  She doesn’t know what love really is anymore.

Then through the tears one night, she hears a quiet voice whispering her name. It’s calling to her softly and tenderly. Telling her she is loved. She looks around and sees nothing there. But someone is calling, calling to her heart. The tears stop ever so slowly and a strange joy starts to creep in. Her Daddy, the King of Kings, is calling her and telling her to open her heart to Him. He enters in and she feels as if someone is holding her through the pain, rocking her and comforting her. She is not alone.

Now she stands in the room, all dressed up for the Ball. She is not alone this time. The King of Kings is dancing with her round and round the room. She’s His princess and she dances on the tops of His feet. He holds her hand every time she starts to feel alone and she knows she’s never by herself. She can feel His presence all around.

She knows what love really is now and hope has once more crept into her life. She’s not staring at the door anymore. Because while her daddy may have left, Her Heavenly Father will never leave.