the love of a dad to his child is a love that cannot be comprehend. nothing could seperate the love of a dad to his child, think and ponder over this, consider a new-born child, this infant offers his dad absolutely nothing. no money, no skills, no words of wisdom, if the infant had pockets they would be empty. seeing an infant lying in a bassinet is to find utter helplessness with nothing to offer but perhaps soiled diapers, sleepless nights for Daddy, what is there to love, where to find love in this infant? well daddy finds love in this, look at a dad's face when daddy nurses his baby just watch at dad's eyes as he cradles the child, view dad's attention as he observes every single movement of his child in the playground, watching over his kid, never taking his eyes over his child. help is extended over a single moan of the child for this simple reaon, love.
my Father said,
You're never far I will be where you are and when you come to me I will open my arms
I know you by name I shine because of you today So come and sit down Tell me how you are I know son, it's good just to see your face.
When I look at you holding my heart I will give to you all that I have Son I know there'll be times You will feel all alone
You're never far I will be where you are and when you come to me I will open my arms
