Thoughts about my dad

Storm moving in on a Tuesday.

Storm lasted about 15 minutes, then was gone. And the sun came out.


In watching the storm move in, and the clouds get more and more gray, and the wind blow harder and harder, I was thinking how like that my life can be. Psalms say in chapter 30 verse 5, "weeping may endure for a night, but joy comes in the morning". That's the way of our lives, huh? Things look bleak, and dark, and the storm clouds move in. And if you are like me, you get all stressed out. I cry a lot when I'm stressed. Sometimes I wish for an infusion of Zoloft! But those are times I remember that if God did it once for me, He will do it again...and again...and again. He is such a loving and wise God. He is full of grace and mercy. I watched as those angry looking storm clouds moved in and dropped their rain, and the wind blew. Then just as suddenly as they moved in, they moved out, and the sun came out. Storm over. The rest of the day was hot and humid....but not storming. A lot like our lives, huh? But I'm so thankful that my Heavenly Father loves me, and cares for me. My earthly dad is a lot like that. He loves me, and cares for me. I can relate to my Heavenly Father because I was graced with an earthly dad that is full of grace and mercy, and love.

I always thought my dad knew everything! He is the wisest man I know. I respect his opinion. I always knew I could tell him anything. Even today I know that if I call him, I can talk to him about anything. I have to say almost because obviously there are things a person does not talk about with their dad! (like politics or religion) (Ha! you thought I was going to say sex, huh?!)

There have a lot of storm cloud days in my life that I did not talk to my dad about. But it helped to know I could have talked to him about it. I'm sure my dad learned from his dad about being a dad. Anyone can father a child, but it takes someone special to be a DAD.