One more set of Angels

There is one more set of Angels to mention.  Those two are Georgie and Spencer.  They have invited me and a bunch of others over to their house for Thanksgiving Dinner.

I am unable to make it back to Georgetown this year.  I was just there last weekend.  And I need to work.

God is great!  He has put so many wonderful people in my life.  It is so awesome!

Protection

Today has been one of those days that I must be growning.  Because much of growing in character and statue is accompanied by pain.  The latest attempt to “grow” or learn was spurred by questions from my counselor.  She had questions about my past, especially who I felt had influenced my value system.  To get down to it….she asked me who in my past had influenced me enough for me to realize that I was a victim of spousal abuse and needed to free myself from my abuser.

This line of questioning led to questions about how I felt when I was in the presence of my father.  I could not answer the qestions right away.  But, inside, the overriding feeling was fear.  (Not a very positive feeling to have about one’s parent.)  She wanted to know if I felt safe and proctected when I was around my father.  I shared with her that I was three when my dad died and did not have very many memories about him at all. 

I shared with my counselor that I know from my mom that my dad never raised a hand to her.  That he was strict and somewhat controlling but not physically or verbally abusive as far as I knew.  I also shared with her that my grandfather, my mother’s father, had never in my presence said any thing harsh or abusive to my grandmoter in my presence either.  Neither was he abusive verbally or physically.

This all got me thinking about protection.  Who in my past had protected me and made me feel safe.  And, the harsh answer was no one that I could actually say.  No one stood up against my abusers for me or protected me from abusers.  And, there have been abusers in my life.

I had protection in the form of a roof over my head and clothes on my back.  That in a sense is protection.  But, actual a sense of being safe and protected from the bogey men out there.   Nope….not one person that I can name.

All in all, I have been protected.  By God.  He has been there every step of the way.  Helping me and giving me friends to mentor me.