by Edgar Guest
Ingrid Schlueter’s blog called “The Hope Blog” HAD THIS ON IT TODAY.
As I read it, I thought of my Dad.
I hope you think of your father today, too. If you forgot to call your Dad today, it’s never too late. Call him tomorrow and let him hear your voice.
Click on the picture twice to enlarge the poem.
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Happy Father’s day, Chris!! Hope it brought you joy!
Thank you for your kind words, Maria! What more could a father want than two saved “children?” This is what brought me joy today. Oh, and they got me a cool card, too.
That’s great, Chris – your children walking in the light! And a card expressing their appreciation for you.
I thought so too, Jim. 🙂
My earthly dad is with his heavenly Father . . . but, what a father he was. I miss him so much as he was kind, patient, loving, caring and God fearing. I never saw my dad angry, nor did he every raise his voice. He was like no other man I have ever met and always reminded me of how Jesus would be. I sure hope you had a wonderful day . . . and that you were spoiled with lots of love and hugs! ~ Have a blessed week with Jesus my friend in Christ ~
This explains much about you, Deborah Ann. Some in this world have a good role model to look up to and some have to look for the greatest role model found only in the Bible. Both are awesome, and the first is always very welcome and heart warming.
Thank you for your sweet words. I hope you also have a blessed week with our Lord my dear sister.
What a fine poem. And to be a good dad is not really “only”!
Greetings to all good fathers!
So true, Marianne.
Great post Chris—btw-happy Fathers day. A lot of truth well spoken.
Thank you, Manny.
The pictures seem to be from years gone by but the words still fit in many cases. I am fortunate that I was blessed to have a father who matches the description in this poem. He is the kind of guy who has a purple heart but you would never know it because it is kept in a bottom drawer and not spoken of. He has been a great role model and I have learned how fortunate I have been as I’ve gotten older and a bit smarter.
God’s blessings my friend…
I am always glad to see that you have left some words behind!