I have been thinking about my Dad today…
But why, I ask?
It has been 16 years
since he has been around.
Well, I believe it was those yellow daffodils
I picked this morning
on this dreary first day of spring
Every year on my Dad’s birthday, April 4th,
My mother would make
him a hickory nut cake for his birthday,
And then she would look for those first daffodils, so she
could decorate the cake with them.
And then today, as I was sitting across the table from my
son,
I saw my Dad’s blue
eyes…
Lord, I said,
Why all these memories today on this 5th day of
the flu for me.
And as I asked Him,
I knew…
I knew that these memories of my Dad were stirring up so
many more memories of him.
Memories of things I had never sat down and appreciated,
been grateful for…in the moment.
But now…as I look back…I see the bigger picture…and I am so
grateful.
I am so grateful for his faith, his prayers, that he
imparted to me.
I am thankful for the moment by moment teaching and example
lessons, as I watched his life
His life of faithfulness, steadfastness and his virtues of
perseverance, hard work and honesty.
I am thankful for his love for my mother,
I remember him
talking so highly of her
And after a long day
of work in the fields, taking her in his arms and telling her she was
beautiful.
Oh, as usual, not everything was great…
But it really doesn’t matter anymore…
Because when I look back with gratitude,
And see again the
love that my father poured into his family and all those around him…
The difficult times can’t be seen!
It is good to look back and remember…and see the bigger
picture.
Someday, I will look back on my circumstances of today
And be overwhelmed with the picture I see,
The picture of a faithful, loving God who is always kind,
Always working all things for my good…
Thank you Lord for the memories,
For the brilliant color of daffodils that brought these
memories today,
Reminding me of Your faithfulness and goodness!