Our Daily Bread

For some time I have wanted to get back into writing reflections or preaching sermons, but I have needed to (and will probably continue to need to) take a break. I am very much still on a road of recovery but I am seeing progress, whilst recognising that there is still plenty of road ahead. I had been wanting to write a reflection on ‘touch’, but the part of my brain that does all the introspecting and reflecting has been occupied by my therapy and some quite major world events. However, today, as I walked home from work, I noticed that I was mulling over Father’s day. I was engaging with the tasks that needed doing, my responsibilities and my emotions that all tie up in Father’s day. I don’t have a relationship with my own biological father. It has been strained for the last few years and recent events have led me to completely distancing myself from him. I don’t like saying these words, as I feel that I’m betraying him by saying this, but on the whole my dad has left me with quite