Sunday, June 21, 2015

A Sunday thought... Father's Day

I can think of an extensive list of fathers who deserve to have a day to themselves, but none more so than mine.

My daddy and me circa 1977

The thoughts in my head swarmed like bees to honey when I tried to come up with one defining memory to share about my daddy.  I tried to isolate one grand story, but I couldn't narrow it down - there are so many. From teaching me to water ski, ride a four-wheeler, balance a checking account (the one I still use to this day) to moving a suddenly single mom and his first two grandchildren across the country and home to Alabama, he has been there for me. If fact, I've been told if I ever let myself run out of gas, he's the one I should call. Most importantly he taught me by actions and example that Christ is the difference maker. He has been there for me and continues to be there for the good, the happy, the bad and the sad. And, thanks in part to my mom and my dad, there has always been more happy than anything else.

My dad retired from the B. F. Goodrich tire plant some years ago. We had an informal lunch for him. This is the poem I found and shared that day:

Fathers are Wonderful People

Fathers are wonderful people 
Too little understood
And we do not sing their praises
As often as we should

For, somehow, Father seems to be
The man who pays the bills
While Mother binds up little hurts
And nurses all our ills...

And Father struggles daily 
To live up to his image
As protector and provider
And "hero of the scrimmage."

And perhaps that is the reason
We sometimes get the notion
That fathers are not subject
To the thing we call "emotion."

But if you look inside Dad's heart
Where no one else can see
You'll find he's sentimental 
And as "soft" as he can be

But he's so busy every day
In the grueling race of life
He leaves the sentimental stuff
To his partner and his wife

But fathers are just wonderful
In a million different ways
And merit loving compliments
And accolades of praise.

For the only reason Dad aspires
To fortune and success
Is to make the family proud of him
And to bring them happiness.

And like our Heavenly Father
He's a guardian and a gentle guide
Someone we can count on 
To be always on our side.

By Deborah Waddell

My daddy James

Happy Father's Day!


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