Happy Father’s Day?
Each year around this time I see grown up children at the local drugstore. They stoop over the rows of Father’s Day cards trying not to dry-heave, their backs and spirits bending under the pressure of finding that one card that is just pleasant enough to be believable.
Abuse.
Neglect.
Abandonment.
When childhood is marked by these demons, where is Hallmark then? What kind of emotional Heimlich maneuver are you going to offer to someone choking on a past that refuses to be dislodged?
God help us.
Help us remember we are not alone.
Help us remember that you have not forgotten us.
Help me remember that You know my real name.
Today remember that when God calls you, He’s going to call you something good.
“Whoever has ears, let them hear what the Spirit says to the churches. To the one who is victorious, I will give… a white stone with a new name written on it, known only to the one who receives it.” -God, quoted in the Bible, New International Version (NIV), Revelation 2:17
