An Open Letter on Father's Day

I've known some pretty cool dads in my day.  My own just wasn't one of them.  Father's Day falls under that category of "holidays I choose to ignore".  I try not to reflect on the fact that I have never met my dad and instead try to wish the other dads in my life a Happy Dad's Day this time each year.  I can count on one hand the facts I know about my own dad actually.  Number one being that he is Persian.  But I still have never even seen a picture of him.  I can only google "Persian Men" as a reference and hope google doesn't get any crazy ideas.  By the way, if you do this expect a lot of dating sites to pop up.  I have no idea where these eyes of mine came from.  Whose nose I got (although let's face it, it's obviously my most prominent Middle Eastern feature).  Or which personality traits or talents we share.  I do not know what it is like to be encouraged by my father or have him wipe my tears away. This morning in church our pastor had us write an open letter to our dads in honor of Father's Day.  Really, if he wanted to get us all to cry he could've just played one of those ASPCA commercials and asked us to support all those sickly little malnourished puppies.  Anyway, I am going to go ahead and show you what I wrote.  Not for sympathy points, but to bring hope to the others who never knew their daddies.  I was not the only one writing that open letter today at Way of Life Fellowship from a place of hurt and brokenness.  I am not the only one who never met their daddies, or worse, saw their daddies walk away and shared in their mama's hurt in the process.  I can say from experience that my Heavenly Father is the only one who has never and will never walk away.  He has dried ever tear I have ever cried (that's a whole lot).  And His word brings healing and encouragement to my very soul everyday.  He'll do the same for you, whether you've got a daddy right now or not.  Here is that letter:
Dear Dad,
You are a coward.  You have missed out on knowing three beautiful, strong, and passionate girls.  You had the opportunity to grow with me, to love and teach me, and to share in the generational blessings of this life through your two granddaughters.  You chose pride, fear, and selfishness over joy, hope, and love.  I pray for your soul.  That despite your human-ness you will experience the redemptive love of Jesus Christ.  I pray that your walk with Him will bring healing with each and  every step.  Your personal relationship with Jesus , may be the only connection we ever have.  For that much, I am grateful.  And because of my Heavenly Father I am capable of loving you, Earthly Father, wherever you are.  Happy Father's Day.
Love,
Your Daughter, Aimee