Dad, Daddy, Pops-
Those names mean little apart from pain to an abused and or abandoned child or an adult that grew up fearing the man called dad.
To one who only knows pain, suffering, and shame associated with those names, they are bitter seeds planted deep in the heart of a child.
And they will bear the fruit of anger, hate and spiteful revenge.
Those seeds turn the tender heart of a child as hard as the stone found within a juicy piece of fruit.
Walls are built high and unyielding to protect them from future pain disguised as love.
Looking through the eyes of our human mind we deduce statistically and psychologically that yet another hopeless case in the eyes of the wounded.
I am grateful everyday that despite the adults in my life as a child, teenager, and young adult, GOD saw someone worth saving from utter destruction.
It was not hard for me to believe in A GOD of creation, it was hard to believe that, that same GOD cared about me
I am grateful that was not a requirement, nor was being free from addictions, anger, fear, rebelliousness, hate, abandonment issues, and attachment disorder just to name a few.
I am grateful to my Father in Heaven who reached out to me at age 23.
During a time when I was not in my right mind
He spoke deep within my heart in words soft and still
A warning blazed through my mind
Not another line or I would step off the edge of a precipice that I could not physically see.
I knew it was my last chance.
So I agreed to turn away from the only life I had ever known.
Looking back at that time in my life I see how His love was slowly drawing me.
At the time all I knew was that I was not ready to die and yes I did believe.
I am Grateful that LOVE adopted Me.
I call LOVE, Father.
A Father who will never leave me.
A Father who only heals and never wounds.
Happy Father’s Day to the only Father I have ever known.
Being sensitive to the status quo has never been my strongest trait, I might possibly be lacking that trait all together.
Maybe it was one of those things human dad’s teach their kids and if so then I definitely am defective.
My Father in Heaven has not cautioned me not to rock boats.
The Bible, The Word of God is true!
He is a father to the fatherless, I am proof.
He does put the lonely in families, I am proof of that too.
He does heal the wounded and bind up the broken heart.
I want others to know their is hope.