Today is Father’s Day. No patio sitting this morning. I woke to the sound of mowing. I’m blessed to have a good neighbor who also is my lawn guy, he does an awesome job!!
I also didn’t wake until Noon. I had the pleasure of staying up late with my military family, enjoying swimming, grilling, and later suicide Karaoke! They are an exceptional group of young people. Mine and my Hubs circle of friends are more like family than friends.

I grew up a Fatherless child. My mother divorced my father for infidelity, he in return denied I was even his, and never pursued a relationship with me. My mother remarried when I was 2 years old, and my step father died when I was 8yrs old leaving my mother to raise me.

Growing up I had maternal uncles that my mother turned to when I needed “a good talking too” or help with math homework. When mom and I needed a break from each other I spent time with one uncle and his family on their farm. All my cousins were like siblings to me.

When I was young, I lived in a “make believe” world. I pretended and fibbed to other’s that I was spending time with my real father and his children and that we were very close. I was teased unmercifully by cruel kids because I didn’t have a dad, mine had died. It didn’t help matters that he died in our house, so then my “haunted house” became the fuel for more of their heartless comments. In High School I remember driving around in the evenings with friends, and looking at the passing homes longing to have a family and live in a nicer home. I even at times pursued my real Father only to be let down.

Attending church and youth group growing up helped build the strong foundation I live on today. The leaders and teachers that helped nurture me became family to me. I started young “adopting” people, and still do to this day. It was in Junior High when I realized that God was my real Father. He has never left me nor forsaken me. The journey of our relationship is still going and at times I am a handful, but he is able, steady, never changing, never moving from town to town, he loves me unconditionally and in every way my Father.

Who Do You Call Father?