“I’m Gonna Tell My Daddy”
If you have ever wronged a little child, you may have found yourself at the pointing end of a chubby little finger and heard these words, “I’m Gonna Tell My Daddy.” If you haven’t, let me tell you this: Do not mess with a child who has a big, strong Daddy who will come to their rescue.
We sometimes walk through Life bent over from the weight of all the problems we carry, trying with all we have inside to be strong and carry “all the things”. Trying with all our strength to fight back, but like a little child, we aren’t strong enough to land a good punch. Tell your Daddy what’s been bullying your heart and keeps making you cry. He cares about everything concerning you, and He has the power to deal with it, once and for all.
Child of God, your Daddy is Father of the fatherless and protector of widows is God in his holy habitation (Psalm 68:5). Just as a father has compassion on his children,
So the Lord has compassion on those who fear Him. (Psalm 103:13). But now, O Lord, You are our Father, We are the clay, and You our potter; And all of us are the work of Your hand. (Isaiah 64:8).
Daddy will take care of it.