This is dedicated to my Dad.
I have a few really fond memories of special times with my dad. During my first year of college, I was terribly homesick. If I had owned a car, I would have gone home every weekend. Instead, my dad drove two and a half hours one way to pick me up and bring me home on the weekends. I never thought to be thankful for his sacrifice of time; I just enjoyed the time in the car with him and looked forward to that time each week. We would talk about school or a spiritual teaching we had listened too, or music we were listening too. I learned to appreciate my Dad's wisdom and compassion during these times.
I remember being a young girl and loving to read with my Daddy. Each night before bed, dad would collect my brother and I in my parents' big bed to read. He would read a portion of a CS Lewis Narnia or Paralandra series. My brother and I would fall asleep to my daddy's voice reading the words of one of the greatest authors of our time. It was a sweet time of cuddling, imagination, and words. I am sure my current love of reading was born from this time with Dad.
As I became an independent adult, my Dad remained my spiritual advisor of sorts. He was the first I would call when pondering a confusing portion of scripture. I was also sure to call him when I learned an exciting truth from studying the Bible. When I got married, Ryan and I both continued to glean wisdom from Dad as Ryan was learning to be the head of the house and I was learning to be a Godly wife. I so appreciate the wisdom he imparted to me and Ryan during these early years of adulthood.
Dad - thanks for being the father God called you to be. I love you and appreciate you!
Sarah
I have a few really fond memories of special times with my dad. During my first year of college, I was terribly homesick. If I had owned a car, I would have gone home every weekend. Instead, my dad drove two and a half hours one way to pick me up and bring me home on the weekends. I never thought to be thankful for his sacrifice of time; I just enjoyed the time in the car with him and looked forward to that time each week. We would talk about school or a spiritual teaching we had listened too, or music we were listening too. I learned to appreciate my Dad's wisdom and compassion during these times.
I remember being a young girl and loving to read with my Daddy. Each night before bed, dad would collect my brother and I in my parents' big bed to read. He would read a portion of a CS Lewis Narnia or Paralandra series. My brother and I would fall asleep to my daddy's voice reading the words of one of the greatest authors of our time. It was a sweet time of cuddling, imagination, and words. I am sure my current love of reading was born from this time with Dad.
As I became an independent adult, my Dad remained my spiritual advisor of sorts. He was the first I would call when pondering a confusing portion of scripture. I was also sure to call him when I learned an exciting truth from studying the Bible. When I got married, Ryan and I both continued to glean wisdom from Dad as Ryan was learning to be the head of the house and I was learning to be a Godly wife. I so appreciate the wisdom he imparted to me and Ryan during these early years of adulthood.
Dad - thanks for being the father God called you to be. I love you and appreciate you!
Sarah
1 comment:
Your dad really is absolutely amazing. I am so glad to be able to call him "dad" too!
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