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A Father, A Husband

One morning, while I was in the living room, I decided to get up and check on dad. He had been diagnosed with stomach cancer and was given three to six months to live. I became his caregiver. I walked down the hallway, and just before I got to his room, I saw movement in mom's bedroom.  I got closer I saw the most tender moment. Mom and dad were dancing to a song only they could hear.

Another day, I was in my room, mom was out and I stayed home in case dad needed me. I heard singing, so I went to check on dad, and he was looking out the window singing "Oh what a beautiful morning".

Even late in his life while he suffered with cancer, he sang, danced, joked, and loved all those that came to visit, ministering to them instead of the other way around.

It brought tears to my eyes, and got me thinking about a man who loves God's way.

In this day and age, women are longing for the kind of love I now can say is the type my dad had for mom and his family. God's way of loving. Strong, true, faithful in every way. He was a man in perfect balance. I remember in my youth, he was involved in church, every Friday night we would go to the park with the youth group and play. Mom and dad, or sometimes only dad would be there. He had time for a full time job, and special time with mom. When mom miscarried, he could have talked her out of adopting my brother, but he lovingly let her have the child she craved, giving a baby a warm and safe home to grow up in. Don't get me wrong, he was human. He got angry, we lived in the day when he could  spank without fearing a lawsuit from his children...but when we did get correction, he did it in love and never stayed angry for long. He was strict, but I think that is part of being a adult. We knew our boundaries.

He was there as Husband, Father, Friend, Employee. Not to mention he was handsome, steadfast, strong, accepting of others. He would 'reason" with non-believers, and would allow them to find the God the Savior of THEIR lives, not one that limits, but allows one to life a full life. He made no judgments of their past, only encouraged those who made mistakes to try try again, reminding them that God loves them and will accept them as they are. And this included his children to the day he went to heaven.

I've seen this in other husbands, I've longed for one of my very own.
But getting to live with a man like dad...well, all I can say it Thank You Lord!!! I did have a great man in my life.

A grateful daughter

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The Deceitfulness of Lies – a warning

 ~ Gracie Rockland  

How frailly veiled the soul that lies.
No image, no glitter, no gold - that hides -
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