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God as your Heavenly Father

Written June 19, 2011

John 14:6 (GW)
6 Jesus answered him, “I am the way, the truth, and the life. No one goes to the Father except through me.


Those details between the lines: The journey without my Dad
A few days ago I wrote a tribute to my dad for Father’s Day on my Facebook page. But it’s what I didn’t write that’s been in my heart.  My dad died when I was 12 years old, read my Divine Note #49 for background. Knowing God as my Heavenly Father changed my life. I’m sharing notes from an impactful sermon “Healing the Father Fracture” by Pastor Gregory Dickow.
·        Many people know God as friend, savior, master, etc., and those are all important, but
·        We must know God as our Heavenly Father because we’re living in a fatherless and un-fathered generation
·        Many men have no or had no father figure; many parent through their own brokenness
·        Security + Identity = Destiny -> our full potential and destiny are fulfilled when we have that security and identity that only God can provide
·        God’s acceptance of us doesn’t depend on any special characteristics (beauty, smarts, plans, talents, purpose, etc.)
·        We must be the bridge for our generation: Train our children to trust God as Father so they will be secure in their potential and purpose
·        We weren’t designed to live apart from God -> He is the Truth and the Life
·        When you know God, you understand Truth and you can live the full Life that he planned for us to have.
·        Awaken to the fatherhood relationship with God – it can heal your relationships, codependency, anger, financial issues, etc.
·        Knowing God as Father can allow us to forgive – the power of forgiveness is unmatched.
When I connected to God as my Heavenly Father, he healed the grief and resulting life issues that I experienced as a result of my dad’s death. He will do the same for you.



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