11/01/2015
When I was growing up (Still growing, anyway), anywhere I
entered in our town of residence, once I mentioned my dad's name, I became the
centre of attraction. My class teacher once punished me in school alongside
others because, according to him, we didn't sweep the classroom. I told him I
swept my portion of two rows but he wouldn't listen. He caned me and my hand
got swollen. When I got home and dad saw my hand, he screamed and asked me
what happened. I told him, and the following day, he used his complimentary
card to pen some few words to my teacher. All he wrote was: "Kindly let me
know what this girl stole in school to have warranted such treatment that
resulted in the disfiguration of her hand."
When I gave the card to my teacher, I smiled as I watched
him go purple in the face. He wrote two sheets in response to dad's two lines.
Then he started pleading with me to help him tell dad it was not intentional
and that he was sorry he punished me alongside the rest despite my having
fulfilled my part of the responsibility.
That was the last day he or any other teacher laid a finger
on me in that school.
That was my earthly father's "covering".How much more that of my heavenly Father?
You've got a heavenly Father who wants to throw His weight
around for your sake.
Greater is He that's in you!
You are not fatherless!
Don't live in fear!
Maximize Your sonship!
Your Father owns the land,
The earth belongs to Him and the fullness thereof...
(Someone needed to hear this)
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