MY SISTER ‘THOUGHT’ ME HOW TO SAY ‘DADDY’…

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Don’t mind the grammar… lol but she also taught me how to say ‘Daddy’, but when I used the word ‘thought’, I mean she made me think of the word ‘Daddy’…

The only Daddy I knew till age nine was my dad, of course I knew and know God is our father, I mean overall and all of that spiritual knowing yeah…

I lost my Dad at age nine *there I said it*… hey! no pity party… though it wasn’t so easy at first knowing if he was alive, at least I would have toured the world conveniently at least before 21…lol… it was that good oh yeah, but then he left. I cried everyday especially as a teenager, anything wrong that happened to me then, I always hinged it on the fact that “well it’s cos my daddy is gone”…then I sob sob sob… it went on like that till about age 18… I wonder how God felt when I say that, but at least I know God doesn’t take His contact lens of Mercy off…lol

Let me tell you what happened at age 18, I was privileged to be at some meetings or fellowship programmes where my sister will be asked to pray and the first thing she says is ‘DADDY’… hian… most times I will open my eyes and say blasphemy…lol… I mean do people pray to the dead? Or is she trying to conjure our daddy’s spirit? Common our daddy is gone, but because I was more of an introverted, secretive person back then, I kept all these thoughts in my heart, staring at her like some ‘anti-Christ’.

She got me vexed one day and said it again Daddy!, when she was praying privately… so I decided to start saying daddy, you know sometimes it’s not good to watch some Yoruba movies *rotfl*, so when something goes wrong, I will pick my dad’s album and say daddy and then I blab on thinking I will receive some earth quaking, curtain flinging, house raising, mountain skipping response… but well No! I was almost tempted to ask her ‘come I beg which daddy please’…lol… until one fellowship day I entered while she was praying, and she said “daddy we”… I looked round hey not ‘we’ it’s I, I mean *everyone don’t got our Dad! *proud look*… lol…

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But then just right there I got a revelation as I saw everyone in awe, bowing down like something poured on the floor *I checked though*…lol…

It wasn’t my earthly dad, it was OUR HEAVENLY DAD… wow *cleans sweat*, so I started reminiscing… and when I pray I will try to say ‘Dad we’ or ‘Dad I’… even though I didn’t have the full revelation of what I was saying as at then *I mean fake it, till you make it isn’t that what peeps say?* lol…

I didn’t want to meet her and ask her how she started calling God ‘Dad’, I wanted to catch the revelation myself… (As if the revelation is running…lol).

*see your experience is limited, if you stop at the revelation you hear or get once whether in church or any other place* SELAH… so I searched on…

Over time I have come to a firm, strong realization that God is ‘my Dad’, not because I don’t have an earthly Dad but “before He formed me He knew me”…

Yeah we call God father, oh yes He is and more, but you see this Dad thing is kind of more personal and intimate, when you say Daddy or have a revelation of Daddy, even when you say father, It’s like you’re sitting just right at His feet and He’s dishing out moon light and sunlight revelations for your manifestation on His creation {earth}, don’t mind the rhymes… lol…

SO HERE ACCORDING TO THE DICTIONARY…

Father; one deserving the respect and love given to a father

Of cos our duty but it’s strong yeah…

Daddy; children’s word for father

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Doesn’t that sound soft… knowing that we should have that ‘child-like’ approach when we talk to God, His word just pierces right through without a polluted adult sphere…lol … “as new born babies desires…”

Your approach to God matters more to you, if you want to get! Or let me put it this way; your getting matters to God, and your approach matters to your getting… it’s important to God as well… *selah…

And that’s the end of my story… lol…

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And to my sister, I celebrate you!

I LOVE YOU ALL!