Shadows

Today I went for an interview at a rehabilitation centre for men. I saw hues and shadows of my father throughout this establishment. The brokenness of these men was palpable and real. I hated it. The dislike came from several different places. I was reminded that the man who gave me life is now an alcoholic and transient at best. That being said, I have to remember that my earthly father can not alter the work that God has done in my life. "Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation; the old has gone, the new has come ! " (2 Corinthians 5:17). Nevertheless, our past does affect us to a certain degree, but not to the point where we are defined by it. I find that I constantly need to remind myself that I am not my father. I am first and foremost a child of the Kings of Kings and Lord of Lords and need to cling to that reality.