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Today would have been my dads 88th birthday. He's been in his heavenly home for almost 4 years now. Dad was a kind, sweet, gentle prayer warrior. A simple, loving, humble man. He was something of a contradiction because he was cheap and generous, but that was our dad. He gave away more than he kept. Although he had little wealth on this side of heaven, he was rich. He was happiest when he had something to give away. Whether it was vegetables from his garden or a dinner, a cup of coffee or a hearty laugh, his tithe or his time, he simply and lovingly gave it away. I'm blessed to have been his daughter, and I will always be grateful. I grew to love my dad all the more as I watched him age, he was someone I deeply admired. I saw a humility in him that I still desire to apply in my own life. I'm sure he had no idea that I would allow his last few years to reshape my own life and perspective. He probably never knew how much he taught his family about prayer and humility, but that left a huge impact on us. When I reflect on my dad, I see him humbly kneeling beside his chair, deep in prayer. I realize now that he was handing me a gift. Thanks for the gift Dad. I miss our coffee breaks we had together, along with your hearty laugh. Today I celebrate your life with a cup of coffee because we know that's what you would be asking for. :) Thank you dad. You lived well.
Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God
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