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My Old man with a white beard

Yes! That's what I call Him.....my God, my Creator, Abba and Friend - 'My Old man with a white beard'.
I think I started calling Him that one day, as I lay in bed, I wondered what it would be like to meet God. I wanted to think of Him as that kind old man - a father, who is crazy about us..

So then I let my imagination run wild and here's what I came up with:

My God is really old, I reckoned, considering earth was made several millions of years ago. So He's really old, like millions of years old...and how do I represent that? The beard of course!!! Its the longest white beard ever...so long that it spilled over to form the clouds in the sky!!

And picture this : A really old, yet powerful man, with white hair and white beard (really long that it forms clouds all around the throne He sits on)...and you're also walking on it to reach up to Him. He looks at you and smiles.....

Every time there is trouble and I call out to Him, He will put the tip of His beard down to you like a rope ( think Rapunzel!! and yes He's God so He would know where the tip of His beard is going to be!) and I climb it up as fast as I can, reach up to Him, climb up His lap and divide his beard into two (like a curtain) and then hide behind it.....While I'm waiting, He does His magic, He talks to me and tells me ' MY CHILD, THINGS WILL BE ALRIGHT , I AM WITH YOU NOW '.

And viola!!! Its done....I feel a peace and joy fills my heart and I'm able to sleep..... As I sleep He asks the angels to escort me back to my bed on earth.....I wake up as a bright light shines on my face....."Ah a beautiful day!....", I think to myself, "....things will be alright". Funny I've heard that before and I remember my Old man with a white beard and smile... :)

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