I have a confession.
I cannot function without a father.
I have a second confession.
I used to love God because it was the right thing to do. Now I love Him because I am desperate for a Dad.
I have a third confession. A confession that mocks the Devil.
I believe that Daddy Issues are a gift.
I am not too proud to say that I am a woman who now knows she would not have sought God any other way.
I am not too proud to say that it took the world shattering pain of my father’s absence to bring me to an empty parking lot in the middle of the night at age 19, 14 years after I was saved, where I began to Love my God.
Love him like I loved my father. Needed him like I needed my father. Wanted him like I wanted my father.
Hi I was tying to read your post about ” A letter to a girl without a father” but it wouldn’t pull up for me . I was really hoping to read it to see if it would help me with my issues. I’ve been Fatherless since I was 7 years old.