From Pain to Promise #1 by Minister Karen Anderson

WHERE IS MY DADDY?

I want to share with you, or someone in the house of God who may be hurting, who is being abused, a young woman who has had a baby out of wedlock, a teenage girl who is pregnant and afraid to tell her parents, or a husband and wife who have outlived their honeymoon, those who are just emotionally busted, but still come to church. What I have just said, I have lived myself. I am the daughter of a preacher, a PK in every aspect of the word. Our house was the parsonage, right next door to the church. I woke up to church, went to sleep to church, school was church, BTU, Congress, conventions…all the while, lost! I did the choir thing, usher thing, folding church programs, ironing my father’s handkerchiefs; I was on duty 24/7; where did my childhood go? My father’s job was to the church, but what about me? My mother abandoned me and my two brothers, because she was on the run, but running from what? Here was a full-time pastor, he was always on call, plus he had a full-time job. I didn’t have my father’s time. I grew up searching for fatherly attention, even in relationships I was looking for my father. Daddy where are you? Pain!

© 2006, Minister Karen Anderson, Pelham, New York.

STANICE NOTE: God brought us a young writer who I'm featuring as a guest columnist on my blog, Stanice's Open Mic , which is set aside for YOUR talents and testimonies. Her name is Minister Karen Anderson from Pelham, New York. She is a PK (Preacher's Kid) with a TESTIMONY and willing to share it with us. Her first installment is Where is My Daddy? I can relate, I'm a PD (Politician's Daughter). Her column will appear for at least the next six Wednesdays. If you have comments please leave them, I'm sure your feedback will bless her.