My oldest son stopped calling me "Daddy" a long time ago. Now it's just "Dad". Actually, sometimes it's just "Hey". No matter what he calls me, I love him. It doesn't matter that he doesn't hold my hand any more. I still love him. So what if he thinks he's too mature to kiss his dad before he goes to bed at night? I love him regardless!
But something wonderful happened when my son got off the bus yesterday. He ran to me and hugged me! He was glad to see me! What a great gift... one that he didn't even realize he was giving! And I think that he enjoyed the moment as well. (That is, until he realized his friends were watching.)
Have you stopped calling God "Daddy"? Has that newness of your relationship with Him worn off? Are you too mature now to just rest in God's arms and allow Him to hold you? God's love for you will never change, no matter how independent you want to be. But don't you think God receives joy when you run to Him? And wouldn't it do you some good as well?
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