Thankful For My Dad
This Sunday will be Father’s Day and I miss my Dad. Those of you who have had a relationship with a father who has passed from this life will understand my feelings. It doesn’t matter that he died on August 31, 1976. It doesn’t even matter that I am now older than he was when he died: I still miss my Dad. There are many things that come to mind when I think of him. He was a strong determined man with a heart for others. There could be no loftier position on the earth than to be one of my Dad’s many friends. He knew what it was to be poor so he reached out to lift up others. He was constantly seeking to grow as a person. He became our city’s Fire Chief. While teaching Fire Science, he completed his own degree. While building his career as a firefighter, he became a Master Chief in the Naval Reserves. He was always studying, preparing and working. Before he was the Fire Chief he often worked at least three jobs. Though busy beyond belief, he always made a way to be present for games and events in the lives of my brothers and I. While doing all of that, he was very active in our church. As he prepared for work, he prepared for life. I remember him in his big recliner with a Bible in his lap. He taught us to have faith, to work, to laugh and to care. He was not perfect but he pointed his family to the perfect Savior.
I know as fathers go, my brothers and I were greatly blessed. If that was not your case, our Heavenly Father will fill in the gaps for you. If your Dad is still living, take this hint from one whose is not. Seek to know your Dad, thank your Dad, love your Dad, and where he is not perfect, forgive your Dad. After all, you only have one Dad and he will not be with you on this earth forever.
Thankful for my Dad,