“Keep me as the apple of Thy eye…” (Psalm 17:8)
I was a big daddy’s girl. I adored him! He always had a special wink and grin that was just between us. And I loved to stand on his feet as he danced me around.
My father’s love was a reflection of the amazing love my heavenly Father has for me. And not for me only, for all those that are His. We are truly the apple of his eye.