Ignorance is a privilege.

My dad was quiet in my adolescence
Punitive, or at least he threatened to punish 
But I knew deep down that he loved me
He was dependable 
A good listener and always happy to see me

I do equate the felt safety around my dad
With God. And how he is to this day. Not much changed in my perception of God.
I always thought he was fair. Available and patient.

My view of God is tightly knit with my experience with my earthly father. 
If one would have unraveled 
I bet the other would have not held either
And would have taken a long time 
to build one in spite of the other.

I know the Bible is timeless but this Lamentation part doesn’t speak to me personally 
I think of all my experiences
And try to extrapolate and think of my roles.