In my last post it may have seemed as though I slammed my dad pretty hard. The truth is what it is. Regardless of whether or not I had all the details, I wrote from MY experience and MY memory. I did not write what I did to tarnish any memory of the man I loved more than any other besides my husband. My intent was to be painfully honest about myself and one of the greatest men I have ever known. Not a perfect man, but one who was perfect to and for me. Not because of perfection, but because of reality.

The night before my dad passed away I shared with him how I believed that he was truly the only man who could have been my father. To me he was perfect in that I could not imagine anyone else filling his role. I don’t have to make up a fake daddy or memory because I truly accept the one God blessed me with for over 41 years.

Some prefer the past stay in the past and secrets stay secrets. I happen to be transparent about my past and secrets. Though I have not exposed all to you, YET, I am praying about it. I just know that what I say and write about must be led of the Holy Spirit and not of personal pride or spite and it must be in His timing to bring about a fruitful harvest.

I have many “dirty little secrets” about myself to expose. Each with a testimony of mercy and grace of our loving God who has taken every evil plan of the enemy and made it good. That is why I won’t dump all of them on you too quickly and without careful prayer. If what I write doesn’t point you to our Most High God in heaven who loves you, then it is fruitless and in vain. If you stick with me long enough, I promise to “Wow!” you with some “no way, not her” stories that will certainly point to Jesus.

I sincerely apologize to any of my family members who were hurt by what I wrote. That was not my intention and I am sure God will reveal that to you once you stop being angry. I am not in the business of “family bashing” but I will not be quiet when God tells me to speak.