My father...

by Rachel Held Evans Read Distraction Free

“I always looked up to my father with a sense of reverent awe. It wasn’t that I thought he possessed supernatural powers or anything; I just imagined that he and God had a lot of things in common, that they subscribed to the same magazines and wore similar shoes. Looking back, I realize how important it was that my father loved me so openly and listened so carefully. My first impressions of my heavenly Father were that he too was gentle, playful, and kind.” – Evolving in Monkey Town


I know that not everyone has happy memories of their father. I can only be humbled and grateful that I do. 

Happy father's day, Dad!

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