A Dad's Precious Memories

Weekend of June 15

 

Some of my fondest memories didn't come of Father's Day but when I least expected.

A four year boy runs up and grabbing my leg says, "Isn't this fun dad? You and me in the woods picking up sticks to make a campfire."

 

A ten-year old jumps into my arms when his team scores the winning basket in overtime.

 

A young girl, now grown, says in one of those special conversations, "Thanks dad for being my friend."

 

A college age daughter that I acquired when I married Joy wrote, "Thank you for all your support and advice, I 've been needing a Dad for a long time and I rejoice in being able to call you Dad." 

 

Now I understand better how our heavenly Father felt when I said, "This is my son in whom I am well pleased. HEAR HIM! (Matthew 17:5)