Happy Fathers Day! God, look who my Daddy is! He is the one who wore his guardian angel out (he thought it fun). First, it was bikes: he tore around those hills like something wild, breaking his bones in one of many spills; next, it was cars: how fast he drove (though well) only patrolmen and his guardian angel knew; the first complained, the second never tells. Then it was planes: that was the closest we ever got – till now. I never knew him well except that he kept that angelic guardian on his toes. Not long ago You touched him, and he turned. Oh, Lord, what grace! (and how quizzical the look upon his angel’s face: a sort of skidding-to-a-stop to change his pace.) And now, he just had me: which only shows who needs a little angel of his own to keep him on his toes. Oh, humorous vengeance! Recompense – with fun! I’ll keep him busy, Lord. Well done! Well done! from Sitting by My Laughing Fire by Ruth Bell Graham (1977, Word Books) bit.ly/LookWhoMyDaddyIs
Posted on: Sun, 15 Jun 2014 17:43:14 +0000
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