Today my Dad turned seventy-nine. He amazes me with all he still does. Even after open heart surgery six years ago he has kept on farming.
He still cuts firewood, builds fence and runs cattle. Perhaps he moves a bit slower but he still keeps moving.
When I was growing up you knew to listen when he spoke. Dad was always consistent. If you did wrong there was a price to pay.
He has taught me so much over the years. Some of those things I had assumed all children learned and sadly found out they didn't.
One was never envy what someone else has or does. Be generous to others. Don't judge someone by the clothes they wear. Always think for yourself. In fact it is still a joke between us when he says "Think daughter, think."
It is with a heart of gratitude that I write this post as a tribute to a wonderful dad. He raised me up to walk in faith and to trust the Lord. He taught me right from wrong. He has always been there for me through the good times and the bad.
It is wonderful to celebrate seventy-nine years of a man who knows how to live life well.
May God Bless Him with many more!
Thank you for letting me share this special father with you.