The Essay

Going over essays one night, the teacher began to cry
Her neighbor asked her, "What's wrong?", and she told her why

"I asked the children today to write an essay about someone in need...
"This one is titled, 'My Daddy'...."  and she began to read

   My daddy is the best daddy anyone could ever ask for.  He's all I need.
   He's there when I'm scared.  He listens to me any time when I need to
   talk to him.  He gives me wisdom to help me with my homework.  He
   gives me gifts.  He will never, ever leave me.  But, most of all, He
   loves me. . .  and I love him.  He's awesome.

"That's where I was confused, because you know her dad passed away last year..."
The teacher picked up the paper again and read the rest of the story in tears

    But, I know what you're thinking:  my real daddy is dead.  I have a new Daddy
    now.  My Father in heaven, and He's right here, too, in my heart.  His Name is
    Jesus.  Through every test and every situation He comforts me and He 
    guides me.  Thank You Jesus for being my best daddy, for ever!  Oh, and
    one more thing:  please Daddy, comfort my mommy, she needs You now
    more than ever. Amen.

Her hands shaking, the teacher set down the paper, crying, then weeping
She hoped she wouldn't wake her daughter, the author of the paper, who was sleeping

Something changed in the heart of the teacher that night and she was over the worst
She determined the next morning to go with her daughter to church
At the end of the church service, the Pastor invited everyone to the altar  
There the teacher bowed before the great Master and Teacher, Jesus:
                                                                       she decided to follow 

Running and leaping and praising God the teacher's daughter was so happy!
"Why are you so happy?" the neighbor asked. "My mommy finally met my Daddy!"

--bro. tim pickl
Saturday May 28, 2006 A.D.

also see:  http://www.faithwriters.com/wc-article-level1-previous.php?id=11858

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