There is very little I can say about my earthly father that is positive. After being asked to think of at least one thing… I remembered that he did make delicious scrambled eggs and taught me how to do the same.

I was hoping that memory would stir others, but it did not. So, I stick with that. Grieve what I did not have. Forgive what was done to me. And know that one day, I will sit in my Heavenly Father’s lap and feel his arms embrace me… and have no fear of him. And I long for that day… still wishing I would have a glimpse here on earth, but knowing I must wait. For my true Father. Who loved me… even before I was born.

Thanks for sharing the pleasant memories of your dad!