The moment I read these ancient words as a young woman, they spoke deep into my life, probably because they were so different from the soundtrack playing in my head. Work Hard! Be smart! Be thorough! Do your best! Figure it out! You can do it! These formed the soundtrack on replay in my life, but these ancient words told me a different story.
Recently, as I studied Genesis, which details a long list of dysfunctional fathers, I was asked to consider what it means to me that God is my perfect Father? Maybe because I adore my earthly father, I have not had much need or spent much time reflecting on the how amazing it is that God is the ultimate Father I need. However, this question stirred something deep inside me.