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Monday, June 18, 2012

Father’s Day (Rest in peace, dad)


Honor your father and your mother, as the LORD your God has commanded you, so that you may live long and that it may go well with you in the land the LORD your God is giving you.


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Losing the father I adored taught me to be brave.  It also makes Father’s Day wistful, as each year adds more and more memories to share with him, but never can.  I am thankful for the stories he told me of his own father, whom I do not remember, coming back to me as I share them with my son.  Dad is with me still. 

My father taught me to love words and language. Not only do I write with him in mind, I often craft and re-craft phrases because of the way I heard him preach; considerate of rhythm, cadence, spoken word poetry as delivery of The Word.  My dad could preach a sermon.  They spoke to my head while stirring my heart.  I miss you dad. 

So, on this Father’s Day, I honor the memory of my dad. His example of manhood and fatherhood led me to the man I love…a man who has never failed to exceed my expectations in either marriage or parenting.  I honor my father-in-law because when my father died, he welcomed me into his embrace and reminded me that I would never be fatherless.  I honor my mother because of the love I saw her share, the marriage I watched her nurture, the strength I emulate in getting up every morning and facing every day.

I had an extraordinary dad.  I have an extraordinary Father in Heaven Who Loves me, and reminds me in so many ways that despite my yet grieving heart, I am not alone; my cup has never been empty; the relationship dad and I shared, no matter how much more I might have wanted to add to its length, is a blessing.  Father’s Day, even through my tears, is a reminder that God is good.


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