Happy Fathers Day

When the good Lord was creating Fathers... He started with a tall frame.

An angel nearby said, "What kind of Father is that? If you're going to make children so close to the ground, why have you put the Fathers up so high? He won't be able to shoot a marble without kneeling, play pretend drinking tea, tuck a child in bed without bending, or even kiss a child without a lot of stooping."

God smiled and said, "Yes, but if I make him child-size, who would children have to look up to?"

And when God made a Father's hands, they were large.

The angel shook her head sadly and said, "Do you know what you are doing? Large hands are clumsy. They can't manage diaper pins, small buttons, rubber bands on pony tails, or even remove splinters caused by baseball bats."

Again God smiled and said, "I know, but they're large enough to hold everything a small boy empties from his pockets, all his daughter's paper dolls, jump rope, yet small enough to cup a child's face in his hands."

Then God molded long slim legs and broad shoulders.

The angel nearly had a heart attack. "Do you realize you just made a Father without a lap? How is he going to pull a child close to him without the kid falling between his legs?"

God smiled and said, "A Mother needs a lap. A Father needs strong shoulders to pull a wagon, to balance a child on a bicycle, or to hold a sleepy head on the way home from the circus."

When God was in the middle of creating two of the largest feet anyone had ever seen, the angel giggled and could not contain herself any longer. "That's not fair. Do you honestly think those large boats are going to get out of bed early in the morning when the baby cries? Or walk through a birthday party without crushing one or two of the guests?"

Again God smiled and said, "It will work, you'll see. It will support a small child who wants to ride a horse to Banbury Crossing, or scare mice away from a summer cabin, or walk in shoes that will be a challenge to fill."

God worked throughout the night, giving the Father few words, but a firm authoritative voice; eyes that could see everything, yet remain calm and tolerant.

Finally, almost as an afterthought, He added tears. Then he turned to the angel and said, "Now are you satisfied that he can love as much as a Mother can?"

The angel said nothing more.
~ Erma Bombeck ~

What exactly makes you a father?

Just bringing a child into this world
doesn't make you a "father"...
there is so much more to it than that.

A "father" is someone who is there to listen
... to lend a shoulder when needed.

A "father" is there to guide their children
... and help them to succeed.

A "father" is there when times are rough
... to make sure love is felt.

A "father" is who doesn't walk away
... due to cards they've been dealt.

A "father" knows deep in his heart
... that always, no matter what,

His children will love and cherish him
... no matter what life, they've sought.

A "father" is made up of so many things
... one can not begin to explain,

The unconditional love and caring bond
... felt by this special man.

So know, dear "father", that from the heart...

©written by Deb

Dear Daddy, What If ...

What if I didn't have you, dear Daddy,
To walk just a little ahead;
To show me all the turns in the road,
So I am rightly led?

What if I never sang a song
That my Daddy had taught to me?
What if no one was there to teach
What I've learned about at your knee?

What if you never made me laugh
Or wrestled me in the floor?
What if I never watched the stars
With a Daddy I adore?

Take me along, dear Daddy.
For, I watch every step you take.
I try to follow your footsteps.
So, make them plain, for my sake.

When I see you on bended knee, dear Daddy,
When I hear you say my name in prayer ...
I know what makes you so big and so strong.
And, I pray you will always be there.

No wonder my Mommy loves you.
You're the apple of her eye!
And, I see you looking at Mommy -
Like you won the world's greatest prize!

I thank God every night for you, Daddy.
I'm the luckiest kid in the land.
For I know that you practice, in earnest,
The life of a Godly man.

When I say my prayers, dear Daddy,
I always ask Jesus to bless
My Daddy, my helper, my hero ...
Who always knows what is best.

You remind me so much of Jesus!
How'd you get to be so much like Him?
I know, if I walk in your shadow,
The Way will never be dim.

I'd like to thank you, dear Daddy.
I'd like the whole world to know
You're the best Dad a kid can come home to.
Dear Daddy, I love you so.

One day I'll be grown, dear Daddy;
Might have a child like me.
And because of your ways, dear Daddy,
I'll be the best I can be.

So, teach me your ways, dear Daddy.
Teach me the Savior's love.
Let's walk hand in hand, dear Daddy,
Toward that wonderful land above.

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