Embracing Our Past

Last summer, I discovered I had a brother. His name is Larry. He visited for Thanksgiving and I adore him. In discovering my brother, I also discovered some unpleasant facts about my dad. As the details unfolded, I was angry with my dad. I was disappointed in him. I felt shame. After some serious time in prayer and with the Holy Spirit, I came to three revelations: 1. I do...