Happy Father’s Day to the first man who loved me.
In Sunday School this morning I had the kids come up with reasons why they loved their dad. I loved their responses. Most mentioned things their dads do with them… play baseball, wrestle, ride bikes, swim….
It made me start thinking of why I love my dad. I have many reasons, but here are a just a few:
- He loves to spend time with his family. When I was growing up, he filled many Saturdays with fun, interesting activities to do as a family. Most were simple and free, but he seemed to be always planning something special. Now that we are (mostly all) grown, he invites all his kids and their families to his home almost every Sunday afternoon. I think the fact that we all enjoy being together is a tribute to the fact that he has always enjoyed being with us.
- My dad lives out the saying, “Anything worth doing is worth doing well.” He taught me to not only do my best, but to go above and beyond. Be creative, don’t just do the minimum, be different, stand out, think outside the box. Whether it is school projects, Sunday school games, decorating the bus for VBS, or costumes for different events … my dad always has the best ideas and then takes the time to actually make them come to life… even if they are crazy and time-consuming! I hope I have inherited a sliver of his creative gene!
- He has always pushed me to do things I never thought I could do. He forced me to leave my comfort zone by participating in speech competitions, taking voice lessons, and flying all by myself to Canada to visit friends (with a layover in a huge airport), all while I was an extremely shy high school student. I was always surprised when things turned out well, but he never was. He had confidence in me even when I didn’t. I know his influence is the reason why I am now more willing to take on different challenges and try new things.
- My dad loves me no matter what. Today in Sunday school, I read the story of the Prodigal Son to the kids. What better story can be shared for Father’s Day? My dad has lived out this story with all nine of his children. We make wrong decisions, we make a mess, but we always know we can come home. I thank him for living out the gospel truth so literally, providing for his children an accurate reflection of the Heavenly Father’s unconditional love.
|My dad with his lovely wife and nine children (and Rambo)|
Happy Father’s Day, Dad.