Dear Downcast Soul ~
I don't know who you are. But I felt the need to write to you this weekend. For I know that June presents a really tough holiday for you.
Truth be told, your father wasn't a messenger of love or kindness. Along the way you were made to feel like you were never enough. Or just too much. You were not cherished in the ways your little heart longed for. And you weren't cuddled in arms that were safe and secure.
I grieve with you that you weren't loved well, that you were neglected, abandoned, unprotected. And all I can do is pray that the holy messenger from above will come down and be the daddy you never had. That He would comfort you with the greatest gentleness and that you would experience safety under His wings. I pray that you'll begin to grasp how deep and high and wide is His love for you. And that His healing touch would mend your wounded heart with hope and peace.
For He loves you so ...