Father's Day has come and gone. But why not celebrate dad today since I didn't have a chance to blog yesterday.
The kids are home with eight of their friends who are working at camp. We just finished supper at which they described several very needy children who don't have ideal family situations. Why are those kids born into such dysfunctional families while I was born into such a godly, happy family and my kids were also born into a godly, happy family. No my family isn't perfect, but there is no fear of abuse or distrust or purposeful meanness. None of us chose the family we were born into, so I don't want to take it for granted that God allowed me to be born into such a special family.
My dad has a great sense of humor. Here he is saying he always wanted to wear a bow-tie. My dad is a very wise person whose advice I always value. He taught us so many good things such as how to work hard, how to keep your word, and how to love your family.
My husband is also a good dad.
He has been an example of how a godly man should live. I love him so much and am glad for the life we have shared together.
My father-in-law was also a godly man.
He was both intellectual and a caring person as well as a prayer warrior. He is in heaven now, but we still miss him. We went to Connecticut to spend the weekend with my mother-in-law. This past week would have been their wedding anniversary, dad's birthday, and Father's Day. Here are three of his grandsons singing happy birthday to him a year ago at another grandson's wedding, which Dad performed.
Not only have I had a remarkable husband, father, and father-in-law, but my grandfathers were also godly men. My grandfather Hall was the hardest working person I have ever known. He was also very strict and as a child I was frightened of him. But as a young adult I came to understand him as a very gentle man who also meant what he said. I saw him every evening sitting with his Bible on his lap.
This is his wedding picture.
My Grandpa Gay was also a godly man. His personality was much different than my Grandpa Hall's, being a much more playful easy-going person. However he also shared Grandpa Hall's love for the Lord and was also a hard-worker.
Here he is with Grandma in the 1960s.
I can't take my heritage for granted. "Lord, you have assigned me my portion and my cup; you have made my lot secure. The boundary lines have fallen for me in pleasant places; surely I have a delightful inheritance." Psalm 16:5, 6