Father

My father died when I was young, but my real Father has been there all along. My father was jaded, hated, lost, and confused, but my real Father is perfect, loves all, knows the right direction and never hesitates to show me the way. My father spoke word curses over my life causing dysfunction, pain, and confusion, but my real Father erased those marks with compassion and redemption. My father made me speak abuse about my mother and made me watch as he hurt her, but my real Father restored my relationship with my Mother and works to heal her from the abuse. My father choose to place me in the middle of his circle of chaos, but my real Father rescued me and set me in his circle of acceptance and peace. My father fed me poison on a dirty fork, but my real Father feeds me wisdom on a silver spoon. My father left me more than once, but my real Father promises to never leave. My father gave me a gift of pennies from the burnt hole in is pocket, but my real Father gives me irreplaceable blessings set aside for a princess. My father took my smile and locked it up in a cage, but my real Father had the key the whole time. My father only loved me when it was convenient for him, but my real Father loved me even when I hated him. My father taught me that life is a battle and we will never win, but my real Father taught me that Love Always Wins. To my real Father- Jesus.