So thankful that father’s day causes me to pause and reflect
on the great dad I have. Dads are so
important in a girl’s life. It is no
secret that our early relationship with our fathers has a strong influence on
how we perceive God and what kind of husbands we choose.
My dad was fun; he was a preacher but never stuffy, pious or
arrogant. He played with us, laughed
with us, and allowed us to be ourselves.
I remember at five years old he rode the Ferris wheel with us and
when we reached the top, he convinced us to take off our shoes and throw them down towards our mom sitting on the park bench below.
One of his best traits was teasing us and then, as we got
older, allowing us to tease him, one of my very favorite things. For example, my dad pronounces bagel as
baggle, and we laugh every time. (Oh, the examples are endless)
Thanks Dad for your influence in my life.