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As this Father's Day weekend approaches, I know many are feeling all kinds of feels.
The Good, the bad, and the ugly... right?
For many, Father's Day is a chance to celebrate an amazing Dad. For many others, however, this 'holiday' can stir up hard feelings, anger, resentment, old wounds, and fresh scars.
Some experience a sense of loss because their father is no longer here... or at least 'there' (active and available in their every day lives), while others experience gratitude for the memories - both past and ones still being made.
Many of our single Moms pull the weight of mother and father and they deserve to be celebrated and prayed for this weekend as well!
I shared a bit over at LifeLetterCafe this week about that, but with our One Word Prompt this week being RESTORE, I am pretty sure we are going to go there today! This is Five Minute Friday!
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I think back to when I was a baby Christian.
I'm not sure why other than I remember a strange feeling rising up within me whenever I would hear anyone pray out loud.
It was a whole new concept to me --to pray out in the open to a God who couldn't be seen.
But it was more than that.
The community that I was plugged into as a new believer was one who often referred to God as Father.
In prayer, it would be "Father God, this" and "Father God, that..." and while I liked my Dad just fine, this made me uncomfortable.
The Good, the bad, and the ugly... right?
For many, Father's Day is a chance to celebrate an amazing Dad. For many others, however, this 'holiday' can stir up hard feelings, anger, resentment, old wounds, and fresh scars.
Some experience a sense of loss because their father is no longer here... or at least 'there' (active and available in their every day lives), while others experience gratitude for the memories - both past and ones still being made.
Many of our single Moms pull the weight of mother and father and they deserve to be celebrated and prayed for this weekend as well!
I shared a bit over at LifeLetterCafe this week about that, but with our One Word Prompt this week being RESTORE, I am pretty sure we are going to go there today! This is Five Minute Friday!
{GO}
I think back to when I was a baby Christian.
I'm not sure why other than I remember a strange feeling rising up within me whenever I would hear anyone pray out loud.
It was a whole new concept to me --to pray out in the open to a God who couldn't be seen.
But it was more than that.
The community that I was plugged into as a new believer was one who often referred to God as Father.
In prayer, it would be "Father God, this" and "Father God, that..." and while I liked my Dad just fine, this made me uncomfortable.


























