Imperfect Father’s Day

ImperfectFathersDayFathers have been on my mind a lot for the last couple of months. I am struggling with God as MY Father. My dad does not allow me the luxury of growing up. In his mind I am still a malleable 12-year old (not that this stubborn Milly was all that ‘malleable’ to begin with – too much like dad I would say). My dad is as imperfect as I am… Continue reading “Imperfect Father’s Day”