While you're running through the yard, it starts to get dark. You're aware that soon, he'll be home. You're momma has been inside for hours making sure supper would be ready in time. Your heart skips a beat. As you turn the corner behind the tree, you hear his truck. It's loud roar startles you, but brings you comfort. As he gets out of the truck, you run. No, you don't run to jump in his arms.. you run away. As fast as possible. You want him to chase you. Even though you've been running all day, you want him to have to work to catch you. So, you run. What does he do? He chases, of course.
You're dirty, smelly & downright icky. You have been rolling in muck for hours.. remember? He still chases. You run fast.. He runs faster. You take all kinds of routes. You run behind trees, He's keeping up. You run in zigzag patterns, He's faster still. Finally, He catches you. He picks you up and you squeal in delight. Your Daddy caught you. Without hesitation, He lifts you up and kisses your forehead. He holds you in His arms.. dirty, messy, you. He is just so happy He caught you.
You have a Father. A loving, beautiful, tender Father. He longs to hold you in His arms. He wants you to slow down so He can catch you. You're running as hard as you can.. but He can run faster. Stop running in patterns, hiding behind things and trying to take your own route. He can catch you. Let Him.