Father

Written by cycleguy on October 5th, 2015

It's hard to understand God as Father when our earthly father leaves us disappointed and hurt. Find out about the freedom and grace of the Father who stays.

I grew up near Pittsburgh, PA and for the first almost 18 years of my life knew nothing else than steel mills, mill dust and manufacturing. I also knew baseball, basketball and football. Fishing? What’s that? Hunting? What’s that? I started playing baseball when I was 8 years old and like many boys my age lived, breathed and ate baseball. Football never appealed to me since I was sort of tall and lanky (translated skinny). But baseball? There was no other sport.

In this post I told you about a new venture my blogging friend, Deb Wolf, has put together called Faith’nFriends. I have the honor of being the blogger for this week. The rest of this blog is on that site. May I ask you to make your way over there (Click here), read the post, and leave a comment there? I’d sure appreciate it.  And in case you are wondering…this was posted yesterday but I spaced it and had already posted this one so this is actually a day late.

Thanks for coming by here and swinging by there.

 

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