I didn’t have much of a relationship with my parents. I didn’t receive much attention unless I was in trouble and that was often enough to leave a bad taste in my mouth for authority. I can remember being around five or six and dreaming of just having my step-father pick me up and hug me, like he did with the younger children that were his by birth. My real father had left before my sister and I were able to remember his face. As far as I can remember, I never did get that hug from my step-dad, or from any of the other step-dads that followed. What I can remember is going to school and acting “class clown,” no doubt, looking for the attention I wasn’t getting at home. I did get attention, but most of it wasn’t positive either! I guess the bottom line is that children just want to be loved. Unfortunately, most parents today are far too busy loving their jobs, their checkbooks, and their cars to really pay much attention to their children. With God as my witness, I’m breaking that curse when it comes to my children. I received the power to break it through the power of the Spirit of God… and the motivation to do it when I realized I was loved by my heavenly Father more than any earthly parent could ever love me!
“How great is the love the Father has lavished on us, that we should be called children of God. And that is what we are!” 1 John 3:1a
He loves YOU, too!