This was the book of my penultimate published book. You may be asking why anyone would write such a trivial title in a book. And that, my friend, is why you read my stories on Medium. You see, I was raised by an absentee father, who was an alcoholic and was not much of a role model. But this post is NOT about ranting and raving about my father but about the VICTORY that came from it.
This book was written during Seminary School.
For all intended purposes, my father was a provider and showed me how to share with others. So much so that my wife, at times, would ask me, how is it that you like to give so much? The answer: my father! My father showed me how to be compassionate and how to give. My father showed me how to be a provider and a hustler when it came to his family. A trade that I take seriously, even to this date. But what was it about my father’s teaching that I was lacking? I am glad that you asked!
After my third marriage, I always asked myself, what was missing in my life? Two failed marriages, and the third one, undoubtedly, was on the way to collapse. So, I started looking deep into my soul. Have you ever done that? I had it all according to world standards but was missing my spiritual life. Yes, the life that is learned from a Spiritual Father. And, to answer the question above, by all standards, I did not have this necessary teaching from my father.