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Easter Sunday
My Heavenly Father and my earthly father are different things.
A pastor and my father are different things.
The word of god and my father's words are different things.
Yet he finds a way to twist them to coexist in the same place where I find peace.
I had to not look at the messenger, but the message.
I’m cringing at the voice, but I find hope in the prayer.
Powerful words echo from a small man.
Once this is over I say ask Jehovah to forgive me for not being able to forgive my earthly father, I ask him to still give me wisdom and patience when it comes to handling this matter.
I thank my father for the prayer, tell my siblings I love them and I wish them all a good Easter Sunday.
u/NajaEdition — 16 hours ago