Everlasting father

I am sitting in the Austin airport waiting for a flight home and I began thinking about my dad. It is strange this grief thing. Thoughts just come from nowhere and you are crying like a baby. I am having one of those moments.
I need my dad. I would love to talk to him. There are so many things happening in my life that needs his wisdom and counsel and I just don't have it. All my life I had had the advantage of having a dad who loved me and loved God. I could always count on him. All the major decisions of my life have ran through the filter of my dad. I had a great dad and I miss him.
Here in Isaiah God is called the everlasting father. I have a God who is a dad. I have what I need in a dad who never dies, always loves, gives perfect advice, and releases his power to allow me to really live. Unto me, unto you a child is born.