My Father

Transparency: this morning while speaking to my prayer partner, I was sharing a story about my father, and I became emotional. My father has passed. I love my father. This transparency is not about my father, but about me. 
I had a physical father, but I missed so much. I often reflect back, he never beat up a boyfriend (lol), he never showed me how to be treated by a man, he never made it to any important dates in my life, we never talked about what was going on in my life, until I became older and shared it anyway. I do not remember any nuggets of wisdom given to  me by my father. I do not know much about my father, what he was about, how was his childhood, etc. I know he was my father, and he did what he could to show me he loved me.
But God!! As I look back..... God had his hands on me. It was rough. I learned the hard way. I took a lot of abuse, physically and mentally. I hid behind a mask constantly by laughing and eating. 
But God....He kept me!! He knew the plans. Where I thought there was a lack, He was guiding me. I had to go through to get through and now I can tell about it. 
You may not have had the best relationship with your father or mother, but I want you to look at where you are today, forgive them, trust, that they did the best they knew how with their circumstances. Accept responsibility for who you are now. You can not grow holding on to what you think happened or did not happen. Love them, pray for them. You have a Father that loves you, he wants your heart healed.