“for He Himself has said, ‘I will never desert you, nor will I ever forsake you.'” Hebrews 13:5b NASB

True Life:

Recently, interesting situations and people have come into my walk that have reminded me of my dad who has been with the Lord five years. Just the other day, a new friend from church and I were riding in the car after a women’s leadership meeting. When I heard her say she used to work for IBM, I quietly asked if she knew a man named Earl Nichols. She suddenly jerked her head around to me as I was driving and cried out, “Did I know Earl Nichols? Yes!! I knew him!! How do you know him?”

“Well,” I said sheepishly, tears welling up in the corners of my eyes, “he’s my daddy.” She proceeded to tell me what a fine co-worker he was. Mind you, we’re talking over thirty-five years ago that she and my dad were in the same office. “I can remember his face right now,” she said. “Your daddy was a good man,” she added, looking straight in my eyes. We were at a stop light, by the way.

That was a few weeks ago. This past Wednesday, as I sitting in a doctor’s office, waiting on my husband to get finished, I heard the unmistakable click,click, clicking of a typewriter! I looked up from the magazine I was reading and said to the one person in the waiting room, “That’s a typewriter!! Who still uses a typewriter?” I got up and walked over to the window where the receptionist was sitting in her office in front of an IBM Selectric typewriter! I couldn’t believe it! I told her that machine helped put food on my table growing up. She smiled and said she loves typing on one til this day, and told of a young boy who came through the office and saw her typing and asked her what it was!

I cannot explain why all of a sudden different things are coming up to remind me of my daddy, but these incidents take me back to the years he was with us and causes me to reflect on what a wonderful upbringing I did have. However, it seems my childhood was rare, as I told a group of Christ following women whom I was just getting to know about two sentences of the story of the woman who had worked with my father and how she told me that he was a good man. Suddenly heads went down. What on earth did I say? I quickly played back the short exchange in my mind. I was clueless. Slowly, heads came up and even slower and quieter a couple of women said something like, my dad was mean to me; my dad was an alcoholic and it took two years after his death for me to forgive my dad. I was stunned. Heartbroken over their stories. And sad that these fifty plus year old women were still hurting over the abuse of their fathers to the point that they couldn’t utter a word of positive acknowledgement of my dad simply being a good man.

So I contemplated and thought, surely they are hoping their children are living the good mom-good dad story. Surely their hope for their grandchildren is that they’ll grow up in a “good daddy” home. And the Lord said to me, “I was there. Right with them.”

Here’s the Word for us today, Friends. We don’t choose where we are born; we don’t choose our childhood, we may not have been given the opportunity to know of the love of our Creator God for years. But God was there. Right with us. Drawing us to Himself. I have no answers for why some children are put in “good” homes with good daddys and why some are put in homes with hurtful or even negligent daddys. But when we come to the point where we can see the love of the Lord, let us look to His love and His hand on our lives. He is there.

My prayer is that you will see His provision even through the muck. My sister in the Lord, whose parents weren’t always the best, comes to mind.  He provided her a wonderful husband; her soul mate, her protection, her rock for over forty years now, along with three children and several grandchildren, all who follow the Lord.  Another sister in the Lord’s mother was mentally ill. He provided her a husband who is her rock, along with children, grand children and great grand children.

We can camp on the hurts or we can camp on His provision. I pray you’ll ask Him to remind you of the good things He has done in your life. We all have messed up, imperfect parts of our lives, things we wish had never happened. But if we live our lives in the regrets of the past, we’ll not appreciate or even see the healing and the presence of the Healer in the now.cropped-women-seeking-god-four.jpeg

On the other side of this story, He is reminding me to pray for those whose childhoods were not as mine. To be kind, sensitive and careful about sharing my past with others who are in the depths of healing. I pray that the Lord will use me to show women the hope that is Jesus Christ. He is the only perfect, loving, kind Father who has always had you.

True Word: 

Think of Me with you today;

I’ve always had you.

Lord, you gave me my mom and dad.

I’ve always had you.

When I made stupid choices,

You protected me.

I’ve always had you.

You prevented me from killing myself.

The man, he left, the marriage was history.

I’ve always had you.

You provided Doris, a spiritual mother for me.

I’ve always had you.

Later, you gave me my husband.

You gave us two wonderful sons.

I’ve always had you.

Your peace I didn’t comprehend,  but it was there.

I’ve always had you.

Grateful, Lord, for all you have done and are to Me.

And know now that you have always had me.

Do others know that through the mucky messiness of their lives,

You were always there?hand-on-shoulder

You provided, though they couldn’t see.

I’ve always had them.


Truth for Today:

“The Lord protects the strangers; He supports the fatherless and the widows.” Psalm 146:9

“Do not fear, for I have redeemed you; I have called you by name; you are Mine! When you pass through the waters, I will be with you; And through the rivers, they will not overflow you. When you walk through the fire, you will not be scorched, Nor will the flame burn you. For I am the Lord your God, The Holy One of Israel, your Savior.” Isaiah 43:1-3 NASB

https://youtu.be/WhbL4w2-Bwg – “Love” by Inhabited


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