"My father's abandonment proves I was never worth staying for."
How it sounds in your head: He left when I was young and never looked back. Eighty years later and I still wonder what was wrong with me that made me so easy to leave. A father who truly loved would have stayed.
"When my father and my mother forsake me, then the LORD will take care of me."
-- Psalm 27:10Trauma lie that equates a parent's behavior with the child's worth, making abandonment about your value instead of their brokenness.
He had a choice and chose to leave—if she had been valuable enough, lovable enough, worthy enough, he would have chosen differently. His absence feels like a verdict on her worth.
Rejected and driven away by his own family who said 'you shall have no inheritance in our father's house; for you are the son of another woman.' He was discarded, unwanted, cast out. God made him the deliverer of Israel anyway—his family's rejection didn't determine his destiny.
I REFUSE the lie that my father's abandonment defines my worth. IT IS WRITTEN that when my father forsook me, the LORD took care of me—and He has, every single day for eight decades. My value was never in his staying; it's in the Father who NEVER leaves. IT IS WRITTEN that I am accepted in the Beloved, chosen before the foundation of the world. I declare the BARAK blessing has covered me from childhood to now, regardless of who stayed or left.
The Father sees that little girl watching the door and He's whispering, 'He left a treasure because he was too broken to see gold. But I see you. I've ALWAYS seen you. And I'm not going anywhere.' Every day you lived was Him taking care of you.