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The Perfect Mother: An In-Depth Study of Forgiveness
The Perfect Mother: An In-Depth Study of Forgiveness
The Perfect Mother: An In-Depth Study of Forgiveness
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In this intimate essay, the author of THE WAY OF FORGIVENESS reveals how the struggles of his manic-depressive mother influenced his own life, including a seven-year bout of chronic fatigue syndrome. That illness led to the beginning of a spiritual discipline that would result not only in his healing, but a new perception of his troubled parent as well. This is must reading for anyone influenced by a bipolar condition, chronic fatigue syndrome, or family dysfunction. The positive influence of forgiveness is described in detail, including a specific method provided in the spiritual teaching known as A Course in Miracles.

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Release dateNov 24, 2011
ISBN9781466048317
The Perfect Mother: An In-Depth Study of Forgiveness
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D. Patrick Miller

Patrick D. Miller is Charles T. Haley Professor Emeritus of Old Testament Theology at Princeton Theological Seminary in Princeton, New Jersey. He is the author of numerous books, including The Religion of Ancient Israel. He is coeditor of the Interpretation commentary series and the Westminster Bible Companion series. In 1998, he served as President of the Society of Biblical Literature. He was also editor of Theology Today for twenty years.

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    The Perfect Mother - D. Patrick Miller

    THE PERFECT MOTHER

    an in-depth study of forgiveness

    by D. Patrick Miller

    Published by D. Patrick Miller at Smashwords

    © 2011 by D. Patrick Miller

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    COVER:

    The cover photograph is a multiple exposure taken by an unknown photographer sometime in the early 1940s, and has been slightly enhanced and framed in Photoshop. My mother, Janie Magdalene Fry, appears to the right, along with two sisters and a friend. At this time she was probably not yet married to my father, Lester Eugene Miller. -- D. Patrick Miller

    I awoke groggily on a Saturday morning in my sister Karen’s former bedroom, having bicycled five miles from my dormitory the evening before to spend an uneasy weekend with my parents. My own childhood room, now full of stored junk, was next to this one, and from it came a strange sound of grunting and scuffling. As I sat up in bed, my mother and father burst in from the short, narrow hallway connecting the two rooms, stumbling in a peculiar clinch that ended in a bruising crash against the closed bedroom door. As I blinked fully awake I suddenly recognized that they were struggling over a shotgun that was waving crazily in my general direction. Without thinking I dove off the side of the bed and rolled into a defensive crouch that seemed kind of silly and melodramatic even as I did it; how had I suddenly ended up in the middle of a bad television melodrama?

    Watching my folks warily from around the corner of the bed, the weirdness of the scene intensified even as the apparent danger deflated. It was clear they were not bickering over who would get to shoot me. Instead, they were in the middle of some other power struggle that they had somehow jointly decided I should witness. As I stood, no longer afraid of being a target, I began to feel my habitual exasperation with my mom. This was obviously the latest dramatization of her periodic threats

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