Growing up I was somewhat of a whiner. I knew how to get my brother in trouble just by whining about this or that. This is not a good thing to admit, but I could get all the attention I wanted just by being a brat. My dad is very close to my brother, but when we were little he would take my word on how my brother would beat me up or hit me......and would take care of it. We would ride around in the car and fight in the back seat. One time my dad threatened to pull the car over and we both stopped right away. We knew what would happen if had he have to pull over.
My dad has always worked hard. He would put in long hours....especially in the summer. He would get home just to grab a quick bite to eat and go right to bed. Then get up and do it all again the next day. He never complained or called in sick. He went to work sick and tired a lot of days, but you'd never know it. I learned how to work hard from him.....well both my parents work hard so I have to credit my mom too on that one. ☺️
My dad worked extra to take us all to Disney when I was 16. That was a great trip and we all had such fun for the week. In 2008.....my dad took all of us to Disney again. This time we had 9 people to go instead of 4. He wanted the grandkids to experience that place with him and my mom before everyone grew up and moved on with their adult lives. He and my mom were always looking for ways to keep our family tight.
Camping......beach trips.....railroad museum trips....sleepovers......parties.....movie nights.....dinner.....coming to visit, just because......you get the idea. All of us always laugh and have a good time together. Camping was so fun too. We would sit around the fire and talk and joke and make fun of each other. Over the years the kids friends would come and go.....but our family time would stay the same.
When I look in the Bible about how a husband is to treat his wife and how a father is to treat his kids......my dad is doing his roles well. He is the husband of one wife and even though they had their share of issues....they remained together for all these years. As a father to my brother and me....he practiced Ephesians 6:1-2 in making sure we obeyed honored him and my mom. God chooses which kid goes with which parents long before we are even thought of. How He decides who goes with who is a mystery, but I trust and know my God gave me my dad to be MY dad. He knows what He's doing and puts us right where we need to be for His glory. My dad has and always will be an inspritation to me. The lessons he taught me are with me and I'm sure my brother could say the same. Thank you God for what you continue to do in my life and giving me a dad to love, honor, and respect. ❤️
I love you Daddy! Don't ever forget that.
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