I couldn’t obey well enough to please
So I rebelled
To be independent and divorce myself from the pain of missing the father’s gaze of affection
Oh but the true face of my Father is gazing at me now, fierce and tender
His [all-seeing] eyes
were [flashing] like a flame of fire [piercing into my being]
Affirming, consecrating belonging
Enjoying
Calling me into being
Just leaning, believing
I am beloved and known
Oh Papa, Abba,
Arrester and wrestler
Defender of my heart
Soaking in your sweet and strong Presence is enough
For me
(Revelation 1:14, Isaiah 9:6)
