Saturday, June 18, 2011

Happy Father's Day

I couldn't resist it today. I have found out that I am in remission!!! I couldn't be happier. As I was reading over what I blogged this week, I felt like I left so much out. I will eventually fill in the blanks. Seeing as tomorrow is Father's Day and I really had a wonderful Daddy. I had to share a couple of stories.

When Daddy passed away I was devestated. He was awake and lucid until the minute the Lord took him home. So much love was shared that week with the family. He was the glue that held us together. We knew he would be leaving soon and he said goodbye to me and Jeanne seperately. That was just like him. He wanted to make sure we knew he loved us unconditionally. He taught Shannon to be the man I needed him to be. Shannon was very close to my father. He was as devestated as Jeanne and myself when he passed away.

I promised a couple of stories and there are so many to choose from. I can remember being a teenager and asking him why boys were hard to understand. He looked at me and said, "Honey, one day you will get your heart broke. Make sure it was worth it. Don't be afraid of it." He was right. I did and cried on his shoulder. He asked if I had any regrets and I didn't. He taught me to love and to forgive.

One night I met this fella. I got in the truck with him. He had a TRW hat on his dashboard. I asked him why he had that hat. He worked there. At the time, my Daddy was working there. He asked who I knew there. I told him my Daddy, Gene Ehlers. I don't know what the fella had in mind but he turned his truck around and dropped me off. He said he knew my father and he would not try to explain to my father why I was in his truck. I have never laughed so hard. I later called Daddy. Oh, he and I had a good time with that. He did ask the guy about me. Daddy said he stuttered his way out of that one. Even when he wasn't with me, he protected me.

When I started going out, Daddy handed me a card. I asked what it was. He said it is an insurance card. If you ever get hurt, I want you to get medical care. He was so nurturing.

He only spanked me once in my life. Never again. He said he couldn't stand it. He had to only point his finger at me and that was it. He was great at disciplining. He wasn't hurtful, it was lovingly.

As I end this up, remember that my Daddy wasn't perfect. Little did he know but he was showing me how our Father in heaven loves us. This is what I said at his funeral. I also read

1 Corinthians 13:4-8

4Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. 5It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. 6Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. 7It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
8Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away. 9For we know in part and we prophesy in part, 10but when perfection comes, the imperfect disappears. 11When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put childish ways behind me. 12Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.
13And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love

This describes the love our Father in heaven has for us. This also describes the love my father had for me!
Happy Father's Day to all you dad's out there. Please hold this verse close to your heart. Your kids look to you as the example the Lord wants you to be for them!

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