My faith in God started ---- I can hardly re-call --- but was when I was about 6 years old and when my mother sent myself and one of my younger sisters to Sunday School. I re-call the lovely face of this faith-filled school teacher who was responsible for helping to plant the seed of faith.
To her I am truly grateful.
I have heard of a book called "Strong Fathers, Strong Daughters." What I wonder happens to those daughters who have weak Fathers? Have I done this book a dis-service having never read it. The father I have here on earth I would class as not strong. And not a lot of time in my life. Very little - sadly. But enough of things sad. I do not take a lot of time for that. We all have sad times. A common thing in all of our lives. To me - my God is the strong Father. And that does me "enough".
My blog will cover my experiences that come with being one of a large family, my findings in everyday life, my weaknesses and strengths and my hope and inspiration for others.