The Father's Daughter.

I remember within a period of 4 or 5 years my family was bombarded with deaths. 

Yes! My parents chased after Jesus more than anything in the world. 

Punishment for stepping out of line a lot of times was fasting and some solo moments behind a notorious door in the sitting room. LOL!

That door would hide you from everyone and ALL fun for any miss step until Papa was appeased. 

God was first so it didn't make sense when death came almost back to back and took my elder brother, my Mama and later my Dad. 

I questioned our faith and felt that God didn't care about my parent's loyalty. 

Men!!!

It was a struggle. 

Like a dream, my Papa that's what we called my Dad who calls us at 2am to kabash on us one by one wasn't there to do that any more. My Dad was a praying machine. LOL!

The burials were an eye opener to the gluttony of tradition. God was faithful even though I and some of my siblings still had our grudge against Him. Well, even if they didn't, I did.

Fast forward later.....

Somebody had to be the gate keeper. Somebody had to tend to the garden of worship, prayer and supplication. It was costly but someone had to be present to be led by God to fight. 

I took a while from God but God never left.....  "I will never leave thee nor forsake thee". 

I eventually got tired of wrestling with God and forgave God. Funny, but true....I forgave God! 

When I awake I will see You face to face and be satisfied.

God was ready......He never questioned my malice. He never said how dare you. His face had this smile in his eyes that said...."I have loved you with an everlasting LOVE".

He gave me a hug that went to the root of my pain and gradually taught me how to find my delight in Him again. 

He taught me the potency of worship and clothed me with an alluring beauty like fire that silenced my flesh and gradually shows me His power. 

It was hard but his hands are loving and consistent to fix my broken parts. 

His presence filled me with this joy that defile words. 

He taught me how to enjoy his presence and war in worship. 

He wasn't in a haste to make me see Him as my biological father, but he cared for me like a biological father. 

He became my protector, my provider and my push to becoming. 

He is teaching me how to be the gate keeper. One thing He is done teaching me is......"Daughter your Sword is Spiritual".

"You will show me the way of life, granting me the joy of your presence and the pleasures of living with You forever" Psalm 17vs11.

I Love You!

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Your Single Buddy💕