For The Daughters Who Miss Their Fathers

To my beautiful searcher,

My darling, I know that he was your king. He stood, and all those monsters under your bed went away. I remember once, waking up mid-scream, the only name on my lips was Dad. Ran, bared-feet to his arms to complain, that these demons don’t go away. He came, like a king, making decrees and prayed into that space, spoke peace within my being, and I knew in that moment, that this is what a man should be.

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We Want Real Man?

Dear Brother,

I’m sorry that in our attempts to provide a moral standard for manhood and womanhood – in the limitations of our human wisdom – we’ve confused legions of you.

We’ve made you believe that there is something that you can or cannot do that will exchange that which has been divinely conferred upon you. We were dead wrong. We are dead wrong!The standard should have ALWAYS been God. The standard is ALWAYS God. The standard will ALWAYS be God.

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