My Heavenly Father 
 

Created by God

And loved as a daughter,

That’s why I call Him

My “Heavenly Father”. 
 

He never gave up,

And He never gave in

Whether I was following

Or running from Him. 
 

I ran for a long time.

He stayed right by my side.

I’d hear Him whisper,

“My child, come inside.” 
 

I thought I knew best,

As most children do

And I kept on running,

And then hiding too. 
 

But, He knew where to find me.

And as most dads would do,

He said, “My daughter, I love you,

Let me help you through.” 
 

“I know all your secrets,

Your sins and your pride.

My child, I still love you.

Won’t you please come inside?” 
 

I have to tell you,

It was tempting, for sure.

I was tired from running –

Alone . . . insecure.

But how could He love me,

After all I had done?

I had run so long,

Could it really be done? 
 

Then He stretched out His arms,

And said, “My child, come on home.

I’ll never leave you.

You’re never alone.” 
 
 
 

I ran into His arms.

He held me so tight.

I felt so secure.

I knew I’d be all right. 
 

I cried, “Lord I’m sorry,

For the things I have done. 
 

He said, “Child, that’s why I’ve given

My only son!” 
 

“Your sins are forgiven,

Forgotten . . .they’re gone!

I love you, my child.

I’m glad you are home!”