This came as a good reminder; I was looking at another well-known Christian blog and found yet another marriage-oriented post, and it made me feel a little lonely. I swear, sometimes singleness feels like a disease. But then I remember words like the one you just shared, and I feel better. So…thanks.
This day has been an awful, horrible, no good, very bad day since 1998, the year my father left us. And I truly don’t remember my life before then. Three years ago, this day went from being a reminder of my alcoholic, abusive, absent my father… to being a reminder of loss, pain and endless suffering. On June 18th, 2006 (Father’s Day that year), a very dear friend of mine and his mother, were brutally murdered by his father, who then took his life. To say that I am not still dealing with this, to say that life is not still hard this time of year. To say that this day makes me mad, sad, frustrated, devastated, sad, sad, sad. To say that life is hard enough without days like this to remind me of JUST how bad things are… Well that would all be a VAST understatement. I HATE this day. Really, I do. I promise. But I try (and sometimes fail) to remember that God will make beauty from the ashes.
Amy Beth, you are such a huge blessing in my life. Thank you for your thought provoking, kind words. For your quotes and scripture, for the love that you show your readers. Thank you. Fellow Sister of heartbreak.
Thank you. Fathers Day is always hard for me. I spent the evening with my boyfriend and his family and was able to keep thoughts of my own family out of my head. THEN….I went to bed, and all those memories came rushing back. Next thing I knew, tears were streaming down my face. It’s been four years since my dad left and it’s still hard. Thanks for the reminder.
Father’s Day is always hard for me…thank you for the reminder.
Thank you, sweet friend…
YES. Not always birth families, but FAMILIES.
Amen, my friend!
This came as a good reminder; I was looking at another well-known Christian blog and found yet another marriage-oriented post, and it made me feel a little lonely. I swear, sometimes singleness feels like a disease. But then I remember words like the one you just shared, and I feel better. So…thanks.
Yes indeed… for those of us who know The Hurt and for whom today is just plain hard… Amen.
Thanks Amy Beth. (WARNING:Soul-bearing comment follows.)
This day has been an awful, horrible, no good, very bad day since 1998, the year my father left us. And I truly don’t remember my life before then. Three years ago, this day went from being a reminder of my alcoholic, abusive, absent my father… to being a reminder of loss, pain and endless suffering. On June 18th, 2006 (Father’s Day that year), a very dear friend of mine and his mother, were brutally murdered by his father, who then took his life. To say that I am not still dealing with this, to say that life is not still hard this time of year. To say that this day makes me mad, sad, frustrated, devastated, sad, sad, sad. To say that life is hard enough without days like this to remind me of JUST how bad things are… Well that would all be a VAST understatement. I HATE this day. Really, I do. I promise. But I try (and sometimes fail) to remember that God will make beauty from the ashes.
Amy Beth, you are such a huge blessing in my life. Thank you for your thought provoking, kind words. For your quotes and scripture, for the love that you show your readers. Thank you. Fellow Sister of heartbreak.
Thank you. Fathers Day is always hard for me. I spent the evening with my boyfriend and his family and was able to keep thoughts of my own family out of my head. THEN….I went to bed, and all those memories came rushing back. Next thing I knew, tears were streaming down my face. It’s been four years since my dad left and it’s still hard. Thanks for the reminder.
let’s back this train up one verse…”a father to the fatherless, a defender of widows, is God in His most high…” Psalm 68:5