Our Fathers

Let me first take the time to wish all fathers a very blessed and happy Father's Day. I hope you all enjoyed your day, got some rest, and got some family pampering time. It takes a lot to be a good parent and moms and dads deserve some recognition for trying their best. I got some wonderful cards and phone calls for Father's Day. I also received a few gifts that I am thoroughly enjoying. But I received an unexpected gift as well. Yesterday, as a teased my son about the cleanliness of his car, he decided it would be a good time to clean it out. I went up to our apartment and, several minutes later he walked in carrying a large folder. He announced that, "we really had not finished unpacking because he found this." From the folder he removed a large photograph of his grandfather, my dad, that used to hang in the office of my accounting and insurance business that a formerly ran with my brother. Isn't it interesting that dad chose to make this appearance on Fathers Day.
  Now some people may say this is coincidence, but I beg to differ. I truly believe that all those ancestors of ours who have gone before us in the faith are constantly looking over us. They leave us little reminders of what the right path or choice is. And they send these little reminders to let us know they are on the lookout for us. You see a parent's love can never end, not even in death
  It is because of God's unceasing and unselfish love for each of us that we refer to God as Father. He holds for us that same kind of love as a parent for their child. It is unending and nonjudgmental. It wants everything to work in our favor and yet allows us to make our own decisions and learn and grow from our actions and choices.
  Through my Dad's life, the way he lived, I learned how to be a good, supportive father. I learned how to be a loving and considerate husband. And I learned that the needs of others are always more important than my own. I may fall short of what I learned from time to time, but when I do, I realize what I have done and make efforts to change. What my Dad taught me, is what Jesus taught us about His Father. That as we try our best, we will stumble, but get up, brush yourself off and try again. There is no giving up and no failure. Giving up is the failure.
   Thanks Dad. I know you're watching over me. And thanks for showing up this weekend especially. I'll find you a place to stay in our home.
  Happy Fathers Day everyone.

-Peace.