I'm lying next to my sleeping child, and am overcome with feelings of love for him. Not too long ago, he sat up, still mostly asleep, but alarmed that he was in an unfamiliar place. I said to him, don't worry, dad is here. To this, he replied in a fairly typical fashion, don't worry daddy, wooyam (his best estimate at his name) is here. I wonder if my Heavenly Father ever looks upon me with the same immense swelling of joy and happiness that filled me as I watched my son return to his sleep. And it also occurs to me that perhaps I should have more cause than my son to rest as peacefully and secure in the knowledge that my Father is watching me too.
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