One of my favorite things to do on Saturday morning is to have breakfast with my father. He is the kind of man who doesnt speak a lot, but has a lot to say. Dad has been my hero for a lot of reasons. He loves my mother and has been a good husband and Dad for now over 57 years. Its their anniversary this week and we celebrate this! Dad leaves me newspaper clippings and stories, he sends me poems and he loves Elvis Presley. We share a lot in common, except my father is the kindest man I know. He has never spoken ill of other people, even enemies. He has taught me to love and not judge. He has taught me to live Jesus is more important than any kind of preaching. Dad taught me to under promise and over deliver and work harder than I was supposed to because its right. Dad is quiet and he is a listener and rarely speaks in public, but he is such a good teacher and so very wise. My Dad loves music but cant sing and he celebrates all kinds of music. He writes poetry and is secretly a closet romantic. He likes to buy flowers for my Mom and surprise her. Twice, he has almost passed away due to heart problems, but responded because of prayer and love. He has an innocence about him, which keeps him young. Dad gives me advice all the time and even when it seems frustrating, its well intended. Dad is my real advocate in life and while mild, has the strength of a lion. He despises people who do bad things and he hates injustice. Dad doesnt tell dirty jokes and he never will, nor does he say bad words. Its the week before Fathers Day and I am going to be spending time with him on the weekend because I never know when the last Fathers Day will come. He would be blushing if he knew I wrote this, so I am hoping nobody will tell him (namely family members) because I want the world to know how incredible my father is to my life. Dad loves his children, even when we arent happy with him and he champions family because he still believes family is worth it. He has always loved his church, his pastor and his Sunday School class. He loves his business partners and would do anything for them. He has been a loyal friend to so many, those who have nothing to those who have everything. My dad loves governmental leaders and speaks kindly of them. He likes to go pick up donuts and leave them on peoples porches as a surprise. He is a hugging and loving man, a trait I deeply admire. He likes to laugh and is not a bad dancer. He like my grandfather doesnt like to trim his eyebrows, so I have to almost tie him down. When he is under sedation he flirts with the nurses and it makes us all laugh. He loves babies, children and little neighbors who call him Papa. His grandfather was called Papa and it makes me want to be called Papa too. He picks up mail, goes to the grocery store, buys milk and says he spends half his life buying razor blades. He likes to wear goofy hats, just like me. He is a mans man, but he has a feminine side that makes him soft. He is a man of prayer and when he prays, you know he means it. He likes to throw his hair piece across the room to make people laugh. My dad is a handsome man. Every time a person does something wrong, he gives them the benefit of the doubt and he prays for them. He cries a lot because he is the most tender man I have ever met. He loves his grandchildren and they love him. He was my best man when I got married and stood beside me through the best and worst times of my life. He loves my friends and would do anything for our staff members. He likes to drive slow and police still bother him, (he calls them the heat in four wheels like from the fifties). He is mainly conservative but has the heart of a liberal. He wants people to get along and be kinder. He is all about helping others. Dad was a good bowler, a good card player and he liked to putt more than hit golf balls. He was never an athlete, but a lover more of music and the arts. He loves comedians. When people are hurting, he doesnt ask if they need help, he just goes and helps them. He has never driven a nice car, because he always wanted mother to have one. He is not self promotional, but feels you should never talk about yourself. When he speaks, people have always listened. Thank you Dad, just for being who you are to me. Thank you for living a long life so I could share some of it with you. Thank you for being my true best friend and for loving me with that all encompassing love you have. I honor you because of who you and because of whose you are. You were the first man who showed me what it meant to be a Christian. You did this not by what you said, but how you live. I pray I could be more like you in every way. Thank you, thank you and thank you for your testimony in my life. I love you. Your Son
Posted on: Sat, 07 Jun 2014 11:39:27 +0000
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