Remembering Lessons from Daddy

Today was my Daddy’s birthday. I have been thinking of him a lot. I miss him. More than that, I wish my kids could have known him better. But I assembled a list of key facts and morality codes he lived by that will benefit them and anyone seeking wisdom.

1. Daddy always told the truth. He did not lie and detested lies. Yes, you have to face the consequences if you did something wrong but the consequences for lying are a slow death inside and misery along the way so far worse. Truth is always the right answer.

2. Daddy loved God, family and country in that order. No exceptions. Daddy would fight to the death for any of those and in that order. He was a junior high Sunday school teacher and church song leader, a faithful husband, great provider, loving father, and former Marine and lifelong farmer. This was proof, which you always provide when you believe in something.

4. Daddy was very generous and secretive about it. He loved anonymous gift giving and was quite sneaky about it. He saw more rewards for helping without notoriety or reward, knowing then that God gives greater eternal rewards in heaven. Pretty smart cookie.

5. Daddy saw black and white and had no time or patience for gray. It was right or wrong. Dismiss the wrong and live the right. No in betweens, no compromising the right ever.

6. Daddy loved nature. He tended his fields with a passion for their Maker and appreciated, knew and coaxed the soil and plants to perfection. He was an amazing farmer and loved nature.

7. Daddy sang like an angel. He was big and strong, had taught boxing in the service, ran and repaired heavy equipment, farmed, was tough as nails but always sang like an angel for Jesus. You use the gifts you were given. You just do.

8. Daddy put everyone first. God was first and foremost but everyone followed after. He never saw a stranger, picked up hitchhikers, helped countless people move, took great care of us and all our family members, helped out friends with car repairs, even after a double shift. If he could do it, he knew he should.

9. Daddy loved me unconditionally. He was the only one other than God. Yes, sometimes he disagreed with my choices, but he alway was there loving me, there for me, eager to provide for me, had my back. Always. My rock. My secure person.

10. Daddy was faithful to my mom. He is the only man I know of who has been. No porn, no cheating, turned off raunchy shows or even commercials, looked away at trashy dressed women, never even side glanced. He was faithful to her, even when she weighed over 300 pounds. Didn’t matter, that was his sweat heart and he loved her. Proved it.

So, I hope everyone sees the example of my daddy as one to follow as a human. Of course Jesus is a greater example, but daddy pretty good too. I am proud and honored to have been his daughter.

Happy birthday in heaven, daddy! I sure do love and miss you.❤❤

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Happy Father’s Day!

To every man who cares for his child/children, and loves them and provides for them day in and day out, working for their benefit, sacrificing what he wants for the needs of his family, and leading the family in Godliness, I salute you. You thus have the rare moral character and courage that our country was founded upon and made from since. Thank you from every bone of my body. May your father’s day and every day be blessed by God. Keep doing what you are doing. You have my respect and matter so very much!!❤

Father’s Day

There is apparently a movement to minimize Father’s Day by “feminists” and I object. You see, what these hurt little misguided girls don’t realize is that we cannot have healthy babies without our husbands. In fact, our husbands are security in a world where other idiotic, selfish men can’t control their hormones or urges. Our husbands and thus babies’ fathers also work to pay our bills and provide for us so we can be weak when we are weak and strongly support everyone when we are strong. Fathers are invaluable to our children, adoring and protecting our daughters and teaching our sons how to be fathers. They are invaluable. And even when they do it badly in our eyes, they are there and thus are a rock for the family to cling to. And yes, some father’s completely blow it and take off and they devastate but those who stay are worth their weight in gold. My daddy (rest in heaven peacefully, daddy) was my rock and support with unconditional love for me all my life, and my husband is that for me and my children now. So feminists, shut your ignorant, divisive wounded mouths and I say proudly and loudly, “Happy Father’s Day!” Thank you, fathers, for all you do! You have my respect and appreciation.❤

Well Over a Year Apart

I still miss my Daddy. Don’t get me wrong, I am celebrating that he is whole and happy and in charge of the choir or farming in heaven or something he loves. I know he is happy and carefree now and full of life and basking in the rewards he accumulated doing great things on this earth. No doubt in my mind at all. But in this shell, I still miss him. I am depressed no more, God healed me of that, but I still get very quiet now and again. He always had my back. He was one of a very few. He loved me unconditionally. I was his little girl and still am. So, I have taken on his oxe-like strength and greater humbleness and asked God to retain these reminders of him and it has been granted. I also sing better now and I think that was also a gift passed down, a blessing. I remember his eyes dancing every time I walked in the room and his enormous smile. God is my Daddy now and I am content most days and only when I am weak is it not enough. That is dumb though, because God loves me perfectly. I guess that imperfect love that is real is ok to miss sometimes too, though. It is ok. I am ok with still missing him. But I know I will see him, probably sooner than later, the way the world is pushing things along. I am ready. Be ready too.❤

Hope After Loss

The loss happens first

It is deep and ugly and painful

Darkest moment of my life was the loss

The pain of losing him who loved me

I still miss him, still love him, still have the loss.

A year later, I still have the loss the same as the day I lost him.

I still cannot say his name without crying.

And yet as a Christian I have a hope,

The hope of reunion in heaven.

The hope that there is more than now

And Jesus comes for us soon.

And I wait and hope to see him again

And before that happy reunion, I hold my Jesus.

As He is in my heart, he is in my heart

But Jesus wins. He always wins.

My precious Savior is my first hope.

And I love Jesus deepest and will see you again after.❤❤❤   ❤ 

The Best Man I Know

The best man I know is the one who passed his Y chromosome down to me. Scientific and not romantic is the approach to this thesis, because if I lay my emotions out there, I will cry and not be logical so I am speaking from the doctor part of me. It is my rational, lab coat on side that has served me well long before obtaining a degree. But I digress. Here is why my daddy was the best man in the world (no offence other really magnificent men I have had the privilege of knowing): 1. He was loyal to his wife and family. This is beyond mere faithfulness, hard enough to come by these days, I know. But he was loyal to our family, meaning that our family unit was defended valiantly against anything coming against it. He would defend us, any of us, to the death and I was completely and utterly safe within his care. He knew his strength and ability beyond any hesitation, and he was a boxing instructor and drill instructor in the Marines and a strong fatmer and an excellent marksman to boot, so he really could defend us and would successfully, I never ever doubted that. Since safety is such a great need for a little girl, I grew up safe and secure. That is amazing to this little girl. My daddy also gave up his ex and three daughters for my mom and our family (mom required that of him, we never would have). He never looked back but probably always silently struggled with that decision but never showed that. 2. Daddy provided for us. My mom was a housewife and my sister and I went to private Christian school because he wanted to provide us the best education possible. I am certain that is why he worked so very much overtime, to provide for us. He sacrificed his free time for our education and mom being able to not work outside the home, which she absolutely did not want to do. He provided protection and paid the bills and we never wanted for anything we needed and most of what we wanted. He provided well. 3. Daddy was a strong manly Christian. That should have been first but I believe this is why he was loyal and a great provided. He loved Jesus. He taught me how to be moral and love Jesus too. He was man enough and convicted enough to drag me to church every time the doors were open. We sang together in a family quartet in churches in the area. We sang in the church choir and for church musicals my dad volunteered to be in, despite his hard work and limited time. My dad knew that some things are more important than rest and often told me he would rest in heaven. He is resting now but I bet more likely he is singing for Jesus right now with his angelic voice. 4. He was my rock. Again, because he lived Jesus, I could always count on him. All my life he would ask if I needed anything. He helped me with anything I needed ever. So here is my short list of why daddy was the best man on earth. The world was better for his having been here and I am who I am largely because of him. Thank you, daddy. See you soon in hew reaver for I think Jesus will take us home soon. Love and miss you, daddy. ❤❤❤

Props to Fathers

I was just thinking how when I was growing up b in a small farming town in Michigan, really good father’s were everywhere, they ruled the house, they worked and paid the bills, they took everyone to church, they taught valuable lessons like bike riding and grilling and fishing, they were faithful, they lived their family. Now this evil world has turned against them, feminism and liberal woman-superiority agenda, cheating, feminization of me in the media, men being portrayed as dumb on TV and women and kids are smarter, porn epidemic, so many things are really against God’s original plan. So, that being said, those that don’t fall for all that crap and who are still good fathers despite it all, I give you serious props and am so very glad you choose to do it right when others give in. Great job!!!! You are appreciated iated and treasured and so loved! Keep up the good work!! Real men pray! ❤