Lou, I donāt have a Facebook account, but I read your āFriend Feedā about posting about Dad. Hang in until the end of this postingā¦.I promise itās a happy one. My Dad was a military āliferā and like all military families, ours had a scapegoat ā someone who was responsible for everything that went wrong, whether they were even around or not. That was me. In my late 20ās the Lord convicted me that I needed to forgive my Dad for the way he treated me, so I wrote a letter. A phone call was out of the question because my folks were in the Philippines and I was in Spain, besides, this was between God and me. I did not request/demand that Dad ask for forgiveness, and told him so ā I was giving my forgiveness in obedience to the Lord. Then God told me to mail the letter! Oh the agony I went through that evening before I āgave inā. I didnāt hear from Dad, but Mom wrote that heād gotten a letter from me and wouldnāt let her see it. A few years later we all moved back to the States and my folks came to visit. Dad gave me the biggest, longest hug he ever had. Neither of us said a word about my letter and the reasons behind it, but I knew from that hug that all was well between us. This will always remain the most precious memory of my Dad. 4 days ago
You're overdue for a break!! Worn out? You don't need a new you. You just need to renew you! When you're feeling frazzled, fun isn't optional; it's essential, and downtime is not a waste of time. So kick back, chill out, relax! Doing less can actually help you accomplish more, because rest restores!
Have a wonderful, relaxing, rejuvenating weekend! 8 days ago
Having a dream... Courage. Visualizing your dream... Persistence. Physically moving towards your dream... Guts. Letting go of the "cursed hows"... Wisdom. The look on your friends faces when they see your lovely organized home... Priceless.
Yeah, that oughta light a fire - Have a great week! 13 days ago