Father’s day/ Dia de los padres

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“How great is the love the Father has lavished on us, that we should be called children of God! And that is what we are!” -1 John 3:1
“Mirad Cual amor nos ha dado el Padre, para que seamos llamados hijos de Dios” – 1 Juan 3:1

To those who have a good father, be thankful. To those who don’t be thankful that we all have GOD as our father. I never met mine, not really looking for it either, but yes sometimes I do wonder about this ‘father’ thing and then I’m reminded that I do have one, God. He cares for me beyond what the greatest dad would, because after all, he gave it all to adopt us and accept us as his own. Today I heard a grandmother crying because her granddaughters’ father died last year. And I started thinking, how do you explain them that? Sometimes, things happen. Inexplicable things. More often than we think. I, because I never had one, could say that no one needs a father or that I prefer to have none than to have him beat me up or do worst things, etc. But my thinking isn’t like that. My view has changed. I know that everyone is different, unique, and certain events are taken differently depending on the person. So I wont blame someone for wanting a dad, for missing a dad, for loving a dad, because it’s a dad. It’s part of you, half of it. Even those who are made in labs, a half came from somewhere. But even knowing our science and biology and knowing that 50/50 makes a 100, we all die. And who is the one who created the first? God. So it doesn’t matter if we have a dad, good or bad, if we were abandoned, intentionally or unintentionally, if we came from a lab, etc. Our fatherly needs can be fulfilled by one, no matter what issue we have inside. That’s my motto, that’s what keeps me going this day, knowing that all I need in this world is God. He’ll provide for me just like a dad. He’ll be there for me, just like a dad. He’ll love me, just like a dad.

Alos que tienen padre, den gracias. A los que no, den gracias que Dios es el padre de todos. Yo nunca he conocido al mio, y no busco conocerle. Pero si han habido ocaciones que me pregunto que es esto de tener un ‘padre’. Y me recuerdo que si tengo uno, Dios. El es mejor que el mejor padre del mundo, ya que el sacrifico todo por nosotros para acceptarnos como de El. Hoy vi a una abuela llorar porque el padre de sus nietas se murio el an~o pasado y pense, como se explica eso? Aveces suceden cosas inexplicables, mas de lo que pensamos. Yo podria decir que uno no ocupa padre, o que es mejor tener nada que uno que golpie o peor porque yo nunca he tenido uno. Pero yo no pienso asi, mi punto de vista es differente. Yo se que todos somos diferentes, unicos, y que en ciertos eventos todos reaccionamos differente dependiondo en la persona. Asi que no recrimino a alguien por querer a un papa, por anciar un papa, porque es un padre. Es parte de nosotros. Aun los que son hechos en laboratorios vienen de alguien. Pero aun con ese conocimiento, todos morimos. Y quien creo el primero? Dios. Asi que no importa si tenemos padre, bueno o malo, si nos abandono, intencionalmente o sin intension, Si somos de laboratorio, etc. Nuestras necesidades de padre Dios las puede llevar. Ese es mi pensamiento todos los dias. Eso es lo que me hace fuerte este dia, saber que mi padre es Dios.  Que me provee, como padre. Que siempre esta conmigo, como padre. Que me ama, como padre.

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