"I remember the days of old; I meditate on all thy works; I muse on the work of thy hands." - Psalm 143:5

Monday, July 9, 2012

Father Eyes

 

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He stopped; picked up the piece of paper I was drawing on and after a minute gruffly said.

“Keep drawing like that and you’ll make a lot of money some day.”

It was the only compliment (as cold as it was) that I ever received from my father. My story of living in a family of abuse is well documented in this blog (see here). The relationship with my father wasn’t a healthy one and we never reconciled our differences before he died. As a young man, I tried to run away from any connection that I had with him…I wanted nothing to do with him.

I wanted to be a baseball player; it didn’t pan out. I even tried to be a construction worker; I didn’t have those skills. I traveled in a Christian rock band; we disbanded after 3 years…the funny thing is that…

I became an artist.

Even thought he wasn’t a Christian, even though he was a cruel and harsh man…he did see something in me. Father God used my dad (as hard as it was for me to believe) to reach me with a message of purpose for my life. If Father God can speak such life through such difficult and cruel times…

How can I doubt His words now?

So if you sinful people know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more will your heavenly Father give good gifts to those who ask him. Matthew 7:11 NLT

How about you do you doubt the words the Father says about you? How can I pray for you?

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