Well, once again it is time for Thankful Thursday. I pray that you are all feeling thankful for many things this week. I certainly am, my heart is filled to overflowing. Last week was so wonder filled, thank You Father God. I had a great vacation with my lovebug, I spent time with my sister, which is always a gift. My report on my thyroid ultrasound was amazing, big praise to my Father God. I have been so very happy. So, of course, satan has not been happy. When we are happy, he is miserable, so he has to find a way to bring us down. Wednesday, he tried to bring me down in a big way. As most of you know, my dad had never really been a part of my life, until the end of 2008, after my big brother passed away. God began a great work in my dad's life, and he became a part of my life. Today, unfortunately, I saw the old dad pop up once again. Words that always hurt me deeply, were once again said to me. My dad has become involved in what is known as a pyramid scheme, and he wants me, my sister, my brother, his two stepsons, and all of his grandchildren to become involved in it with him. Lovebug and I decided we did not want to be involved. Well, yesterday, when I told my dad that we were not interested in being a part of it, he was not happy with me at all. He said obviously, he wants more for me than I want for myself, that I had totally disappointed him. He said, oh well, this is certainly not the first time you have screwed up, and, we know it will not be the last time you screw up Denise, don't we? The way he looked at me, and the words he said, cut deeply. They brought back so many painful memories from the past. I stood there feeling like a total failure, and a major disappointment to my dad. As he drove away, my heart sank. I slowly turned, and walked back into my apartment building. Once inside our apartment, I closed the door, and began to cry, great big sobs from deep inside, as a little girl would cry. You see, that is what happens when my dad reappears(the old dad). But, you know what? My heavenly Father was there with me yesterday, as He always is, and always has been. He picked me up, dried my tears, spoke words of love to me, not words of condemnation. You see, I am not perfect, and my Father realizes that, and loves me regardless. He accepts me, warts and all. Once again, my heart will heal, thanks to my Father. I love You Father God, and I love, and forgive you dad.