My father, for the time he was on earth, loved me. He taught me, punished me and gave me comfort even in those times of punishment.
I recall a faint glimpse of when I was 6 or 7 years old. I don't remember what I did wrong, whether I stole some candy from my brothers or because I didn't a good job at listening to one of his instructions. In either case, I was punished. I cried and cried. Then with one smile, he looked at me, grabbed me, sat me on his lap while I was still crying and comforted me. The only reason why I can remember that is because I have that picture still of me on his lap crying while someone took that picture.
Though he was angry, he comforted me and loved me because I was his. I was his son. In the same way, God loves us, he teaches us and he punishes us. In time, he forgave and gave us hope and the love we long for. His anger lasted only a moment, but his love is forever. We may cry, but it is only for the moment because joy comes in the morning.
Todays devotion comes from:
Psalm/Phau Ntawv Nkauj 30:5
For his anger lasts only a moment, but his favor lasts a lifetime; weeping may stay for the night, but rejoicing comes in the morning.
Nws txojkev chim tsuas nyob ib pliag xwb, nws txojkev ua zoo nyob mus tsis paub kawg li. Thaum tsaus ntuj muaj kev quaj ntsuag, tiamsis thaum kaj ntug muaj kev zoo siab.