Maid Elizabeth shared this video with me and as I watched it, I wept. I wasn't weeping for the father or his son (exactly), I was weeping for the beautiful analogy of victory - our victory.
The video I saw was not just the picture of a fathers love, it was the picture of God's salvation. I saw a Father that carried His precious child through the trials of life, never failing - carrying, pulling and pushing through every obstacle, until, finally - Victory!
That child is me. I can do nothing on my own - only my Father can see me safely across the finish line.
Oh, what a glorious day that will be!