I awoke at 4:22am following a vivid dream about my Dad.

Oh, how I wish it had been glimpses of the freedom he’s found in Heaven. Instead, it walked me through things I have regret over, things I hadn’t done with him while he was still here, time I hadn’t taken with a Dad whom I adored.

Unfortunately, this is an area darkness tries to envelop me…regret, sadness and disappointment in myself for not letting my Dad know how deeply I love him.

Thankfully, each time the pain attempts to isolate me, I know where to go, Who to speak with in my despair.

The only place I find comfort is in prayer, asking my Heavenly Father to release ache in my heart, leaving regret at the foot of the cross…yet again.

Knowing Jesus steps in for me, my shield from the attacks of sadness, gives me strength to remember my Dad with joy, gratitude and love.

I’m sure I will always battle the weight of regret, wishing I could turn back the clock…to say more, to do more, to be more. But for now, in the early morning hours, after time spent on my knees before Him, I will rise on eagle’s wings.

I will envision my Dad, sitting alongside the shorelines of Heaven, fully breathing in every breeze blowing over him. I will imagine the day I can be with him again, together in the presence of our Jesus. When I will sing praises to our Heavenly Father in harmony with my earthly Father’s soothing voice.

I miss you, Dad. I love you. ❤️


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