our father .... father ....
so grateful I am to have a father who knows me,
calls me by name,
desires to simply be with me,
delights in me, in me ....
not what I do, or how I look
but in me ....the me of me ...
in all my imperfections ....
never asks me to be like someone else
amyone else
but loves me into being me ...
the person he dreamed into being
and how important it is then for me to discover me
for me to be me
to bring him pleasure
my father
my
father
what a privilege it is to be a daughter
of such a father
my father
in heaven
in me
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