Papa, I Love You

I call God, Papa, sometimes since I read The Shack. I think I do it because it helps my heart understand who God is for me and how much He loves me. My heart has changed since I started doing it and sometimes my heart shudders a little when I do because that is a very tender part of the my heart, the part that longs for a Father. I was leaving my room today after a somewhat tiring and confusing day and as I opened the door, I stopped. Papa, I love you. As if to say that none of this stuff mattered in light of Him. I hadn't said those words in a while and my heart shuddered at the thought of God's love. I couldn't help but smile. He's such a wonderful Father and to think that I get to spend forever with Him...