A Father's Love

My Father's love is like a garden; beautiful and refreshing. Green grass sparkles in the light, bright with dew. I run freely, happy as the wind, carefree as a little child. My Father's love is big, so big. How can I ever replicate it? My heart is not big enough. Here is the place where I know that I know that I know... I am your child, your servant, and you love me anyway, just Because. Here is the place you first met me; it is special, holy. Here is the secret place. Here is security, a safe haven, a refuge, a place of honesty, a place of tears, a place of silence, a place of discovery, a place of joy.