I viewed God through the lens of childhood abuse. I perceived God as mean, unloving and uncaring. I thought God loved other people, but I was different. He couldn’t love me because of the pain I went through. I brought this confusion about God into my parenting.
This will be my first Father’s Day without my dad. I know I am not alone in this experience. There are many of you grieving in some way having to do with your father.
When I operate in the spirit of fear, I’m not functioning in power, love and self-control. As a mom I displayed fear which is an unpleasant emotion caused by the belief that someone or something is dangerous, likely to cause pain, or a threat.
Last week, the subject of number five in the blog series The Truth Is Not Delicate was teaching my daughters that it’s not ok to cry, is not ok. This week I have decided to take a break from the list to let you know what my God revealed to me. You can expect me to get back on track with blog number six next week.