Fathers Arms

For my children there is no place safer than my arms. No concrete bunker or underground layer can compare to a living breathing always loving father. My children may never fully realize the extent or the lengths to which I would go to protect them. A concrete bunker cannot compare to a living breathing loving father.
It’s funny isn’t it. We try to surround ourselves with all the things this world has to offer. We fill our lives with as many comforts as we can. We lock ourselves in the bunker of this world and pray this world will keep us protected. Only problem is, is that heaven and earth will pass away. All the big strong things we believe in and put our trust in will all pass away. The storms of life will blow and burst and flood. Situations will explode leaving only the remnants of a broken life behind. All the while our loving Father holds open His arms and beckons us come. Come and enjoy the absolute protection of your Fathers arms.

Love ya

PJ