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All Wrapped Up

For Valentine's Day Katie Beth unwrapped an over sized, super soft, bright red towel from Brad. His gifts always have a special meaning so I waited for the full explanation. He explained to Katie Beth that when she is cold and alone he wants her to feel safe and warm all wrapped up in a big hug from him. It was a very sweet moment between a daddy and his little girl.

I think John Mayer song Daughters has a lot of truth in it regarding the relationship between a daddy and his daughter.

Lyrics to Daughters

I know a girl she puts the color inside of my world.
She's just like a maze, where all of the walls all continually change
And I've done all I can to stand on the the steps, with my heart in my hands
Now I started to think maybe it's got nothing to do with me

Fathers be good to your daughters
Daughters will love like you do
Girls become lovers, who turn into mothers
So mothers be good to your daughters too

Oh you see that skin, it's the same she's been standing in
Since the day, she saw him walking away
Now she's left cleaning up the mess he made

On behalf of every man looking out for every girl
You are the god and the weight of the world

The great news is that wherever your earthly father leaves off your heavenly father delights in picking up. You are precious and honored in my sight, and....I love you" (Isaiah 43:4) If life leaves you feeling cold and abandoned picture yourself wrapped in a bright red, super soft, huge towel of love.

I pray you always know your worth, feel his warmth and treasure his relationship.
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