Today has always been a bit of a reflective day for me...
For most of my life I have always wondered why I didn't get to have a father.
(I never even met the man that I should have called "dad".)
But in the past few years I have turned that thought upside down and became increasingly grateful that God spared me from that relationship.
He knew better... duh.
God has been all the Father I have needed....
Always having my best interests at heart
and most of all, unconditional forgiveness for all the numskull things I do.
I am privileged that I had the perfect father.
Most people don't get to say that.
My mother is one of them...
Her father was...
She always had the heavenly father that I did, but most people (and her) think/thought that God is a direct reflection of their earthly dads.
Unfortunately she had a lot to mentally overcome in realizing that God is none of that.
But, fortunately for her, she has.
She knows who HE is now and can have a relationship with Him based upon the truth.
Another blessing that I get to reflect upon is that I get to watch my husband be the father I wish I always had.
He is kind
I relish the fact that Wyatt will never know a relationship like his Grandmother knew, or the absence that I felt.
He will never know that ache.
He will never feel that void.
He will only have a best friend for life.
What a healing blessing that is to me.
Happy Father's Day