Daddy's Shoulder's

This month, a reader shares her thoughts
about God’s point of view.

It was our oldest son’s first parade in his band uniform! His youngest brother, Daniel, couldn’t wait to see him march, so we lined up early on the side of the street. Before long, the sidewalk thickened with people, and I held on tight to my little one’s hand. A drum roll filled the air.

“The parade is starting!” I yelled.

Something tugged at my coat. I looked down and saw my Daniel in tears.

“Can’t see,” he said slobbering. From where he stood, all there was to see were legs and coats. My husband quickly raised him up above his own shoulders. Now high above the crowd, Daniel’s view was unhindered. Daniel could see what had passed, what was there, and what was to come.

In life, I often get frustrated because I can see only what is right in front of me, and my sight is limited, distorted. When I cry out for help, my Father in heaven lifts me up on His shoulders and allows me to see from His point of view.

When I am on His shoulders, I am reminded that He sees the end as well as the beginning. He is in control—I can trust Him again with my today.

Nothing escapes His notice. Let’s remember to thank God for His willingness to lift us up on His shoulders.

—Barbara Croce, Creekside, Pennsylvania, United States

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