My Dad

I love my dad. He is the type of person who will jump at any opportunity to help someone. Even at his own loss or inconvenience. When I was about five years old I admired my big brothers so much. I wanted to do everything they were doing. However, life doesn't always work out as planned. When we were camping one summer they went off to do something only BIG boys could do, leaving me alone and left out. I remember to this day being really hurt and pouting about it. Back then, everything was hard for my family. We had very little money and very few treats like cookies or soda. Those were saved for special occasions. On this occasion someone had given my dad his favorite treat. An ice cold Coke.

The moment my dad saw the sadness on my face, because I couldn't go with my brothers, he got down on the ground and offered me his Coke. That was my dad. He cared about my every need, my every pout, my every scrapped knee. And often times I think my pain hurt him more than it would hurt me.

 “Which of you, if your son asks for bread, will give him a stone? Or if he asks for a fish, will give him a snake? If you, then, though you are evil, know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more will your Father in heaven give good gifts to those who ask him!" Matthew 7:9-11

Even though I have, what I believe to be the worlds greatest dad, I can't help but remember how much greater my father in Heaven is to me! He is there crying with me, hurting when I scrape my knee and willing to give me everything I need. How awesome is that? I am so incredibly blessed to have a God that is willing to sacrifice everything - even His son - just so I can love Him in return. Thank you God for loving me every moment of every day!

"God will be relentless in pursuing you." - Michael Davis 

****On a side note - I have an amazing mom too... but the symbolism of a dad and Heavenly Father seemed to fit better. I love you mom!****