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I Call Him “Da-Da”
By Minister Mary Edwards
Something very special happened to me last
month after writing the Father’s Day column in the Keeping Family First
online magazine.
After
being asked to write about fathers, I picked up paper, pen, and began to
ponder. “Lord, what can I say about fathers?” I inquired.
(From day one, mine
was missing in action.)
God gave
me what to say and afterwards my Heavenly Father gave me a new name: “Baby
Girl.” Before writing the June column, He called me “My beloved Mary.” Now He
calls me “Baby Girl.” I am so excited about my new name! And I call Him “Da-Da.”
No, friends, I’m not regressing to my childhood. I have no desire to go back
there.
As I
meditate on the loving new name “Da-Da” has given me, this is what comes to my
mind. God has many names. And I know, respect, and cherish all of them. Two
that I am especially fond of are Jehovah Jireh (Provider) and Jehovah Shalom
(Peace). But “Da-Da” seems to encompass them all.
I wanted
to be sure that it was okay for me to call my Heavenly Father “Da-Da,” so I
inquired of the Lord. He smiled and said, “Baby Girl, I want you to have
childlike faith.”
This brings to my mind a little story that someone sent to me. Let me share it
with you:
“SAY CHEESE”
It was
almost time for school to dismiss and a mother noticed it looked like rain. So
she drove toward school to pick up her eight-year-old daughter.
She
turned down the street to see her daughter running toward her down the
sidewalk. A lightning bolt flashed and the little girl looked up towards the
sky, smiled and then began running toward her mother’s van. Another lightning
bolt flashed and again the little girl looked towards the sky, smiled and
resumed running. This happened several more times until the little girl finally
arrived at where her mother was parked.
Her mom
immediately inquired as to the strange behavior.
“Why
did you keep stopping and smiling at the sky?” she asked.
“I had to, Mommy. God was taking my picture.”
Over the years, I’ve had many
bolts of lightning flash in my life. But my childlike faith tells me that
everything’s gonna be all right. How do I know? Because I’m Da-Da’s Baby
Girl. And my Da-Da can fix anything!
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