My father 's purpose life driven in compassion, selflessly in walking his humanitarian devotion to others. his life mission is in journalism. Due to his commitment to the community's needs and welfare, my list of injuries in growing up hardly having my father around, could go on and on. The healing for me is not to be found in the quicksand of blame. The attitude of blame could only lock me forever into the role of prisoner, and a victim. The focus was all about me!
As I grew older these day, I began to aware of my father's legacy---He had paid a great price for his suffering, including physical, and mentally as well, and still enduring till this day.
Gradually, I found the answer lies in the hidden pearl, the treasure of blessing through acceptance of the wound comes healing and forgiveness. I deeply felt compassion for his journalist life of sacrifice and suffering. In breaking this bitten cycle , it is possible to achieve a fruitful, caring relationship between my father and me. Aligned with God's loving heart, love is forgiving. Love....doesn't keep a record of wrongs that others do. I pray that in this day forward, with my genuine love and honesty , may new spirit will heal , and comfort his wounded heart also.
As I grew older these day, I began to aware of my father's legacy---He had paid a great price for his suffering, including physical, and mentally as well, and still enduring till this day.
Gradually, I found the answer lies in the hidden pearl, the treasure of blessing through acceptance of the wound comes healing and forgiveness. I deeply felt compassion for his journalist life of sacrifice and suffering. In breaking this bitten cycle , it is possible to achieve a fruitful, caring relationship between my father and me. Aligned with God's loving heart, love is forgiving. Love....doesn't keep a record of wrongs that others do. I pray that in this day forward, with my genuine love and honesty , may new spirit will heal , and comfort his wounded heart also.
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