I am at the airport again. Looking at the aircraft on the tarmac. I started wondering what is purpose of my life. Again…anyway. I was asking why do I always seem to land up in the role of father whenever I take over something. I wondered why should I do it? What do I get out of it? The answer came, I get to be a father. I’ve always been a kind of a father to the people I interact with. Sure I’ve stuffed up but that does not take away from who I am inherently.
I was at a prophecy meeting and
someone prophesied that I look like a protector or father, for the three months I was in that prophecy group I received the same prophecy from people time after time.
So I guess it has to be the truth. Nick the default dad. At any rate, I get very angry when people mess with the people in my care.
I’ll just embrace who I am for once.