Four days ago, my Dad traded in his earthly burdens for heavenly crowns. It is such a bittersweet thing, the death of my Dad. You see, my Dad had a pretty rough life, his childhood was less than great, his adolescence was riddled with instability, and his adulthood was filled with troubles of many kinds, but when I looked in his eyes for the very last time, I saw a man whose burdens had been lifted, his garments washed clean, and the pure love of a clean heart.
Reflection’s In My Father’s Eyes
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My name is Jennifer. I'm the wife of Dave, my favorite husband ever, and the mom to 450, give or take a few. I've given birth to two handsome baby boys, who have grown in to two handsome, wonderful young men. I do, however, provide snacks, bandaids, a listening ear, emotional support, calls to check in on, and so much more to about 450 kids at the high school where I am the "office lady". So in essence, I have 450 plus kids. My husband and I live in the middle of nowhere, in the upper left corner of the lower 48, with our dogs, cats, occasional cow, and a stray horse named Amber. In the absence of children in the home, our mixed breed lap dog, who happens to be the size of a small pony, has become our fur baby. I have a heart for the broken and hurting. God did not bring me through childhood abuse, bad decisions as a teenager and saved by Christ as an adult, to keep my story to myself. I firmly believe that we are not meant to walk this road alone, I mean God did create Eve because it wasn't good to leave Adam alone. View all posts by soheresmystoryblog
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