I am a Daughter to a Heavenly Father

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My earthly father passed away when I was 10 years old. 
 
He was in and out of my life when I was younger and battled his own demons. I don’t have that many memories with him. He loved me to the best of his abilities, though. 
 
Isn’t it amazing how when we have a relationship with the Lord we can oftentimes look back on people in our past and look at them differently?
 
My father was not always there physically, spiritually, or emotionally but he loved me the best he could. He was far from perfect, but it was the best that he knew how. The loss of him left me fatherless.
 
Or so I thought. 
 
I remember being about 4 years old and asking Jesus to make a home in my heart. It was on Easter and I was at my grandma’s house. They had Easter specials on T.V., and at each commercial break they would have a pastor come out and lead his audience in the sinner’s prayer. I accepted Jesus during every single commercial break. 
 
God became my Father. At an incredibly young age I knew He was protecting me. He was guiding me. Through the constant conflict of my home life - through my confusion, and through my insecurities as a small child - He was my Father. 
 
As I got older and into my adulthood, I learned more and more of what it meant for God to be my father. Prayers as simple as “Our Father who art in Heaven” impacted my heart. 
 
I saw how my Heavenly Father encouraged, guided, guarded, loved, protected, lifted, and provided for me. I saw time and time again what a good Father He was. And although I did not see that in my earthly father, God showed up in my life and reminded me Whose I was. 
 
I am a daughter of the King. 
I am a daughter, and God is my Father. 
 
I truly started to learn what it meant to be a daughter again. Knowing that allowed me to learn what it meant to be a woman, a friend, a sister, and mom; but I had to first rediscover what being a daughter meant. A daughter who would run to her Father in times of sadness, in anger, in confusion, in frustration. I could lay it all out there and know that He would catch me every single time I fell. 
 
Now, I am a co-parenting single mom to two precious little boys. Their dad is active in their lives, thankfully. But… their father is not perfect and he never will be. I am so glad that my children have the same incredible Father I do. 
 
I want to instill in them the understanding of having a Heavenly Father. 
 
A Father who will have compassion on them. “As a father has compassion on his children, so the LORD has compassion on those who fear Him.” Psalm 103:13
 
A Father who will provide and take care of them. “Look at the birds of the sky: they don’t sow or reap or gather into barns, yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Aren’t you worth more than they?” Matthew 6:26
 
A Father who blesses them with every spiritual blessing. “Praise the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, who has blessed us in Christ with every spiritual blessing in the heavens.” Ephesians 1:3
 
A Father whose kingdom will come. “He said to them, ‘Whenever you pray, say: Father, Your name be honored as holy. Your kingdom come.” Luke 11:2 
 
I am raising future fathers. I want my boys to see those truths in God so that they will become image-bearers of their Heavenly Father, even as earthly fathers. Someday they will imitate what they have learned and my largest prayer is that they will see Jesus and imitate Him. Not even that they will imitate what I am doing… but that they will learn to hear the voice of the Father and they will follow and replicate His words and actions.
 
Mommas, God is the Father to the fatherless - “God in His holy dwelling is a father of the fatherless and a champion of widows.” Psalm 68:5. 
 
He is the Father to us. 
He is the Father to our children. 
 
Whether you are co-parenting with your children’s’ father or not, fret not… God hears you. He sees you. He wants you to invite Him in to Father you. 
 
Sometimes as moms we forget that we are also daughters. 
You are a daughter. 
You have a Father in Heaven who wants to give you good gifts. 
 
This month, while we reflect on Father’s Day, I pray that each one of you will receive the love of the Father that is waiting for you. 
 
Xxoo, 
Monica

Monica is a BoyMom, lover of Jesus, appreciator of all things pink, and a self-proclaimed romantic. She is navigating through life as a single momma to two little ones with coffee in her hand and grace in her heart. Monica's desire is to inspire and be inspired; sharing hope as she clings to it as well. She is California-raised but now resides in Missouri with her two precious boys.​​