Growing Up Without My Dad Was A Blessing In Disguise

Fatherlessness and the faithfulness of God

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The school day started and, as per usual, I didn’t want to get out of bed. My mom would, what feels like every morning, call my name and tell me it was time to get up! If I didn’t oblige, she would then come into my room and turn my light on in order to interrupt my slumber and get me going. This was a…