These two words are some of the hardest for me to grapple with as a Christian.
Our Father.
My Father.
I don’t understand it. I don’t understand why a God who can create an ever expanding universe would care about being my dad. Why he would care about me in the ways described throughout the bible. He knit me together, gifted me, breathed life into me, has watched the well’s depth of tears that I have cried, seen my brightest moments and knows my inner defeats and has counted every hair on my head.
Why?
This question of why comes from hurts which have occurred in my life (none of which we inflicted by my human father). It is a question which Satan uses to push me into a place of pain and has taught me to run from my Father. There are many walls which have been built upon the question of “why” in my life, and I know this is the first place that needs healing.
So please pray for me that I would be protected from Satan as I begin this journey. Pray that I will begin to have peace in the fact that I don’t deserve an answer to why from the God which created the universe. Pray that I will begin to heal and see our Father with a new perspective.
Continuing the adventure,
Jess
Jess Boctor 
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