Once upon a time there was a little boy who loved tractors and who loved his dad.
When the little boy cried the dad walked with him or rocked him and said, " It's okay. It's okay. Dad's gotcha. Daddy's gotcha."
Every day close to when his daddy would come home the little boy with anticipation would wait for the sound of the vehicle in the driveway. Then with delight in his eyes and a smile that reached deep to the depths of his soul, he would exclaim, "Daddy's home!" And his daddy would walk in the house and shout, "Dad's home!" and give his son hugs and the mom hugs too. Time marched on. The bond between the little boy and his daddy was strong. The little boy was his dad's buddy and the dad was the little boy's best friend.
Then one awful winter day, the daddy didn't come home. He tried. But God had different plans. It was the daddy's appointed time to die. The little boy was heartbroken. His world shattered into billions of pieces. Grief and anger filled the little boy where joy had been. The days were long. The nights even longer. His mom tried her best, but she wasn't the daddy.
Finally in time light came into the darkness. It didn't hurt to breathe or live without the daddy like it once had. In time the anger melted away. God the Father was parenting the boy now. God picked up each piece and used it to make a beautiful mosaic displaying His faithfulness and care. He taught the boy many things through His Word, through his church family, through extended family, and through many books. The boy grew to be a man.
Then he noticed the beauty in the eyes of a long time friend. The sparkle in her eyes when she smiled captivated him. He was drawn to her beautiful soul that loved the Lord. So he sought counsel from the godly men the Father had put in his life. He began to court her.
Then the reckoning came. He knew he had found the one whom his soul loved. One day he drove the young beauty to a sacred spot, the spot where the daddy had died. In that precious moment God's Word in Ecclesiastes 3:11 hung unspoken in the air. "He hath made every thing beautiful in His time." Later the man took the young beauty to the cemetery. There were no tears or talks. Just tending to the ground, giving it a spring raking. But they did it together. The man and the young beauty. No words again. But in the young man's heart he wanted her to be close to the daddy as if to say, " Daddy, this is the one."
Snipp and Beauty are now engaged. And his mama smiles and cries because he once again has a look of delight in his eyes and a smile that goes deep into his soul. And he once again has a best friend.
