I was traveling yesterday and didn't get to post this...
My biological father didn't want anything to do with me. I met him one time when I was 19 years old and through the course of my life I've had stepdads and father figures take on that roll. None of them compare to my mother who really took on that role as a single parent though. I never really felt any pain of not having a true father, but I'm sure my behavior from the lack of a male authority at times was questionable. I became a tough chicka that tried to find my worth through men and always feeling like I was never good enough for anyone or anything. So you over compensate only to be let down.
I never knew my real father was my creator - God. That his love never changes, even when mine does. Sometimes our earthly parents suck, sometimes we suck at parenting ourselves but I know that Gods love is not contingent on my behavior or feelings- his love is the same and never changing.
So that by two unchangeable things, in which it is impossible for God to lie, we who have fled for refuge might have strong encouragement to hold fast to the hope set before us.
Jeremiah 1:4-5 The word of the LORD came to me, saying, Before I formed you in the womb I knew you, before you were born I set you apart.
Can a mother forget her nursing child? Can she feel no love for the child she has borne? But even if that were possible, I would not forget you! See, I have written your name on the palms of my hands.
I encourage people to know that your creator loves you. To all those who struggle from broken homes - you have a father in Heaven and his word to help through difficult times! You have his word for truth, inspiration, and comfort. I pray for this world, my neighbors, family, and friends! May we all raise our frequencies to higher vibrations, love, compassion, forgiveness, and most importantly - GRACE!