For all of you whom are familiar with "Daughter's Love their Daddy", "Venting" and "Reaching for the Hem of His Garment"
this is the reaction to the answer to a lifelong prayer.
In reference to DAD: written April 5th, 2001
Although I possess
negative ways that
need to be changed I...
feel a morph comin on
My heart has been touched
by the hand of the Lord
and Savior. YES!!!!
He answered my prayer!
Psalm 51:10
Create in me a clean heart, O
God and renew a right spirit within me.
More than anything else
I've prayed that God would purge me of the
anger and hostility I felt toward
my daddy.
Loving him so...yet
wanting him to know
just how he hurt me
by leaving me.
Then Monday April 2nd, he called me.
Got home by 8pm and found him sitting
in the living room engrossed in
conversation with mommy.
The attitude and sarcasim i projected
towards him earlier on the phone
disappeared while in the presence of
him and mom alone.
Don't really know how to feel
asking God, "okay, what's the deal?"
Always dreamt of a time when
the three of us could sit and
discuss what my life was like
the first (and only) two years he was around
Laughing hysterically~MOM reminiscing as
dad listens intently with
his cool, calm demeanor...
Why do I feel a sense of peace and calm inside
enjoying (I think) this...
dialogue between mom, dad and me?
Staring intently on me he...
commented on letting go of anger, animosity and all the things that keep us from forgiving just as God forgave us. Sometimes when you've been done wrong and you and the involved party knows they were wrong, you sometimes have to humble yourself and become the bigger person and apologize. No matter how much it hurts to forgive that person, you do it. Apologize for prolonged anger and move on to healing. It's what pleasing to God.
As daddy spoke these words, they pierced my soul. I believed they were directed by God. I felt it in my spirit to hug him so I did and he left to return his home in Erie, PA. Said he's return to see me on Easter Sunday.
All of this the day after my mother told me I could stay (again). She and I talked and I think we may be ok. Waiting for more prayers to be answered on that issue.
But one thing's for sure...
God is an awesome God that ALWAYS answers prayers. He may not come when you want him (like 28 years ago) but He's always right on time! A mustard seed of faith is all you need to believe!
*I know my Father in heaven loves me*
BTW: my dad never showed up for the holiday. Although I'm not suprised, I'm still maintaing that seed of faith.
In reference to MOM: freely speaking April 16, 2001
Yesterday morining I was on the phone two minutes and my mom
entered my room without knocking and demanded for the phone.
"Since you don't care about me missing a call, when someone calls for you I'm telling them they can't talk to you!"
I was talking to my Aunt Gail who had just returned from 5 months of traveling and was inviting me to dinner @her home.
My mom went to take her bath and when she exited the bathroom, she headed towards her room then detoured to enter my room. Wrapped in only a towel she embraced me holding on for dear life and began crying hysterically, apologizing telling me how sorry she was. I held her tight and caressed her back. I have NEVER touched my mother in this way and neither she to me. We just aren't close like that. Anyway, she cried and I comforted. We stood there rocking and my spirit told me to sing to her. I questioned and tried to fight it but of course I had to be obedient. So I sang a song that a poet friend of mine taught me over the phone. His artist name is Muse and he's from Brooklyn.
Softly I sang,
"I need thee...OHHH I need thee
E-ver-y hour, I need thee. Oh Je-sus pre-cious
sav-ior, I come...to thee!!"
Mom began to calm down, stop crying and relax a bit. so relaxed that I thought she was going to fall. I literally had to hold her up until I got her to my bed to sit down. She rested her head against mine and we just sat in quiet while silent tears rolled down her face. When I asked her what's wrong, she never responded, so I left well enough alone and waited til she was ready to share. Ten minures later she asked me what I had planned to do with my life. I then knew what was wrong. I believe the Lord revealed it to me through her question.
She was upset that my sister left for Atlanta with my nephew and has a fear of being alone because eventually I'll be leaving also. Is it just my own personal feelings or could there be some truth to this? I have to add that when I got home from dinner, she was back to her old irritated, seemingly mean, negative self. Made me wonder if all that ocurred that morning was an act for sympathy or attention.
Praying for understandin
this is the reaction to the answer to a lifelong prayer.
In reference to DAD: written April 5th, 2001
Although I possess
negative ways that
need to be changed I...
feel a morph comin on
My heart has been touched
by the hand of the Lord
and Savior. YES!!!!
He answered my prayer!
Psalm 51:10
Create in me a clean heart, O
God and renew a right spirit within me.
More than anything else
I've prayed that God would purge me of the
anger and hostility I felt toward
my daddy.
Loving him so...yet
wanting him to know
just how he hurt me
by leaving me.
Then Monday April 2nd, he called me.
Got home by 8pm and found him sitting
in the living room engrossed in
conversation with mommy.
The attitude and sarcasim i projected
towards him earlier on the phone
disappeared while in the presence of
him and mom alone.
Don't really know how to feel
asking God, "okay, what's the deal?"
Always dreamt of a time when
the three of us could sit and
discuss what my life was like
the first (and only) two years he was around
Laughing hysterically~MOM reminiscing as
dad listens intently with
his cool, calm demeanor...
Why do I feel a sense of peace and calm inside
enjoying (I think) this...
dialogue between mom, dad and me?
Staring intently on me he...
commented on letting go of anger, animosity and all the things that keep us from forgiving just as God forgave us. Sometimes when you've been done wrong and you and the involved party knows they were wrong, you sometimes have to humble yourself and become the bigger person and apologize. No matter how much it hurts to forgive that person, you do it. Apologize for prolonged anger and move on to healing. It's what pleasing to God.
As daddy spoke these words, they pierced my soul. I believed they were directed by God. I felt it in my spirit to hug him so I did and he left to return his home in Erie, PA. Said he's return to see me on Easter Sunday.
All of this the day after my mother told me I could stay (again). She and I talked and I think we may be ok. Waiting for more prayers to be answered on that issue.
But one thing's for sure...
God is an awesome God that ALWAYS answers prayers. He may not come when you want him (like 28 years ago) but He's always right on time! A mustard seed of faith is all you need to believe!
*I know my Father in heaven loves me*
BTW: my dad never showed up for the holiday. Although I'm not suprised, I'm still maintaing that seed of faith.
In reference to MOM: freely speaking April 16, 2001
Yesterday morining I was on the phone two minutes and my mom
entered my room without knocking and demanded for the phone.
"Since you don't care about me missing a call, when someone calls for you I'm telling them they can't talk to you!"
I was talking to my Aunt Gail who had just returned from 5 months of traveling and was inviting me to dinner @her home.
My mom went to take her bath and when she exited the bathroom, she headed towards her room then detoured to enter my room. Wrapped in only a towel she embraced me holding on for dear life and began crying hysterically, apologizing telling me how sorry she was. I held her tight and caressed her back. I have NEVER touched my mother in this way and neither she to me. We just aren't close like that. Anyway, she cried and I comforted. We stood there rocking and my spirit told me to sing to her. I questioned and tried to fight it but of course I had to be obedient. So I sang a song that a poet friend of mine taught me over the phone. His artist name is Muse and he's from Brooklyn.
Softly I sang,
"I need thee...OHHH I need thee
E-ver-y hour, I need thee. Oh Je-sus pre-cious
sav-ior, I come...to thee!!"
Mom began to calm down, stop crying and relax a bit. so relaxed that I thought she was going to fall. I literally had to hold her up until I got her to my bed to sit down. She rested her head against mine and we just sat in quiet while silent tears rolled down her face. When I asked her what's wrong, she never responded, so I left well enough alone and waited til she was ready to share. Ten minures later she asked me what I had planned to do with my life. I then knew what was wrong. I believe the Lord revealed it to me through her question.
She was upset that my sister left for Atlanta with my nephew and has a fear of being alone because eventually I'll be leaving also. Is it just my own personal feelings or could there be some truth to this? I have to add that when I got home from dinner, she was back to her old irritated, seemingly mean, negative self. Made me wonder if all that ocurred that morning was an act for sympathy or attention.
Praying for understandin