The most important gift a father can give his children is to deeply love their mother; his wife, to love their father and properly model love and affection before their children, in their home. This is critical to a child's healthy development. Sadly, many parents use their children as pawns in a cruel game to spite the other or gain an advantage, and everyone loses.
My father dearly loved my mother and she adored him; there was never even a thought of anyone else. I never heard either of them utter a bad word, cheat, deceive or lie; my father he never struck my mother. He defended the weak and fearlessly confronted those who intimidated them. He was formidable and always stood for what was right, regardless of the cost and sometimes the cost was high and he was the only one.
My dad was humble, but brilliant and kind. Instead of an executive for an automotive firm, he chose to help and serve others. He was not wealthy, but we always had plenty; our quality of life continues today because of him. When he suddenly passed at 56, we sadly buried him the day after Christmas, and yet over a thousand people still came to pay respects; many flew from across the US. One hundred sang in the choir; a tribute to a good man who was an example to all. I wish I could be half the man he was.
My father was a protestant minister who loved people and honored God; he knew what was important in life and that was not money. He understood money was a tool to accomplish good, not a god to be worshipped and become a slave to. My entire life, I have observed his powerful influence, through his faith in God, which still affects the lives of thousands...and he was only one man. Certainly, one must understand how the wisdom of those loudly proclaiming the evils of religion while worshipping money seems so absurd and foolish. I have often stood by the bedside of dying men; no one ever wished they had made more money. They ALL regretted what they had sacrificed to obtain it.
For this reason, I am determined to dearly love the woman who comes into my life, to show compassion for her and treat her with dignity, and try to be a good example to others...and never petulantly attack and insult the goodness of what I fail to understand. Please, you all wish me luck! Thanks! 😉
My father dearly loved my mother and she adored him; there was never even a thought of anyone else. I never heard either of them utter a bad word, cheat, deceive or lie; my father he never struck my mother. He defended the weak and fearlessly confronted those who intimidated them. He was formidable and always stood for what was right, regardless of the cost and sometimes the cost was high and he was the only one.
My dad was humble, but brilliant and kind. Instead of an executive for an automotive firm, he chose to help and serve others. He was not wealthy, but we always had plenty; our quality of life continues today because of him. When he suddenly passed at 56, we sadly buried him the day after Christmas, and yet over a thousand people still came to pay respects; many flew from across the US. One hundred sang in the choir; a tribute to a good man who was an example to all. I wish I could be half the man he was.
My father was a protestant minister who loved people and honored God; he knew what was important in life and that was not money. He understood money was a tool to accomplish good, not a god to be worshipped and become a slave to. My entire life, I have observed his powerful influence, through his faith in God, which still affects the lives of thousands...and he was only one man. Certainly, one must understand how the wisdom of those loudly proclaiming the evils of religion while worshipping money seems so absurd and foolish. I have often stood by the bedside of dying men; no one ever wished they had made more money. They ALL regretted what they had sacrificed to obtain it.
For this reason, I am determined to dearly love the woman who comes into my life, to show compassion for her and treat her with dignity, and try to be a good example to others...and never petulantly attack and insult the goodness of what I fail to understand. Please, you all wish me luck! Thanks! 😉