Thanks to Facebook’s “on this day” app, I saw a status I wrote just out of high school on Father’s Day. It said “believing for better Father’s Days in the future”.
I remember that Father’s Day clearly, as I laid on the floor of my church and sobbed my heart out, wondering if I would ever feel at peace with this day.
Father’s Day has always been extra hard, with my parents being divorced and my dad living away. It was also tough as I struggled through feeling like I wasn’t good enough for my heavenly father.
On repeat in our house the last couple weeks has been the song “Good, good Father” from Housefires, which confronts all those lies that I have since dealt with.
It has been my go to song for a my holy yoga practice, and I’ve had many moments soaking in the truth of my identity of a child of God.
I thank the Lord that he has been my excellent Father through all the highs and lows. I am never alone.
I love the line in the song that says “I’ve heard a thousand stories of what they think your like. But I’ve heard the tender whisper of love in the dead of night.”
If you haven’t experienced or felt the love of Father, let all preconceived notions of who He is fall away, and hear his voice for yourself and let him tell you what he thinks about you.