So I’m meeting my dad’s side of the family for the first time… Knowing that I’m a part of their family. It’s been a year since I was told who my real dad was. It was the most painful and relieving news I’ve heard. It has changed my life and I for one wouldn’t know how to handle it if God didn’t allow me to. I’m a little nervous but more importantly I just hope I don’t become bitter. I’ve forgiven everyone especially my parents but you know sometimes you figure out yourself you haven’t truly forgiven when you have a conversation and you find yourself clenching your fist. I won’t be meeting my real dad but I do get to spend some time with my DAD the one who raised me. I was never mad at him when he didn’t want to tell me. Not that he didn’t want to he was just protecting me, guarding my heart because he knew what kind of an emotional wreck I was, still am but not as much. He’s a very kind and strong father. Even though we have nothing in common, I know he values a promise and his children. I’m not even his child he took me as his own. I know tomorrow’s Father’s Day but you should always appreciate your dads or any man who’s been a father figure in your life. Tell him you love him, and you are grateful. Remember who loves you more though, God the Father. For no one will ever love you more than Him.
Oh give thanks to the Lord, for he is good; for his steadfast love endures forever!
1 Chronicles 16:34
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