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Our Father

June is the month of the MAN.

One of my husband's favorite movie series is Fast & Furious. The movie is so action packed, yet is also thought provoking at the same time. There is lots of comedy mixed into a dramatic theme. Throughout this month, I will be dissecting various aspects of this movie as homage to the men in my life. Follow the journey with me.

There is no surprise that as we were watching the Fast & Furious 8, I was drawn into the idea of family. In this season of uncertainty, this is the prime time for a new beginning. The prime time for families to come back together. Regardless of what has come in to tear the family apart, to destroy the bond, this is the season to make an uncommon move and return back to the thing that matters the most.

On the Beam Podcast - Ep. 12: Our Father 

Watching the Fast & Furious 8 made me think of the role of the men in our lives and their involvement within our families. Men serve as protectors, supporters, providers, security blankets, and even gap builders. These earthly, horizontal relationships have a direct correlation with our heavenly, vertical relationship. In the same way that we receive from our fleshly fathers, we also receive from our Heavenly Father. It is in Him, that we receive our identity. Let us not miss this purposed time to reflect on the role of fathers and the role of Our Father in this season of new beginnings.

Drop me a comment and let me know the role of your father or our Father in your life.

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