A daddy daughter bond
You know I have been thinking and praying about my many blessing lately and a big blessing the Lord reviled to me was my father. If you have ever been around me you will say, “That girl loves her daddy.” I honestly don’t think I could say one bad thing about him. Okay I take that back…he snores in his sleep and it is absolutely horrible. The worst part is he is in denial and blames it on momma.
In my opinion it doesn’t get better than my father. He is an amazing role model and provider. No mater my attitude or the disappointment I have put him through he always welcomes me back with open and loving arms. Arms that remind me of our heavenly father. How many times do we disrespect our God and yet He still loves us with this supernatural love. This is a quality I see within my earthly father. His love for me is unreal. He will move mountains for me and make sure my needs are met before his own.
When I look at my dad I see a strong willed individual. He works so hard and has shown me over and over if you give back to your community people will take care of you. He is everything I want my future husband to be because I see that although we may struggle as a family, dad will never give up.
One thing you guys need to understand is that I was a total wild child when I was little. I mean a little curly headed sassy girl who danced to her own beat. For someone to accept me and help mold me into the person God has created me to be takes a very patient person. I don’t know how many times he told me something and I just didn’t believe him until I tried it out for myself. He would call me hardheaded growing up, but I don’t think he realized I got it from him.
My dad has always been there for me. He was there the first time I learned to ride a bike, my first day of school, my first basketball game, my prom, and he had enough guts to get inside a car with me and teach me how to drive. My father is a family man and will always make time for us. Yes, he works all the time but I can never remember a time I thought to myself, man I wish dad was here to see me get this award or recognition. Not once, you know why? Because he was always in the crowd cheering me on. I loved having that support from my dad.
One thing my dad has showed me is there are good men out there who respect women. I have always heard women tell me to never settle, but there is just something about hearing those words from your dad that is comforting. He still reminds me I should be treated like a queen and to never lose my self-respect because God created me to do big things. I have never doubted the love from my father because time after time he reassured me I was beautiful and helped me through the tough times growing up.
My favorite thing about my father is that I can tell him anything and I do mean anything. I love that I can be open and honest with him. He has helped me to grow in my faith and I feel comfortable asking him tough questions. Sometimes we like to keep out faith to ourselves and not share it, but with my dad I can share and I love that. I pray for my dad every day. For his health, his job, our relationship, and that my kids one day will get to meet this amazing person. I see Christ through my father. The way he looks at me is judgement free. I truly think my dad looks at me and loves me the way Christ does. Thank you dad for praying with me and always asking me how my day was. It truly is the little things.
I have several memories about my father. Some things I love that he does is when he sends me random text throughout the day reminding me just how much he loves me. The text I don’t like is when he is telling me to do the dishes. He is always looking for activities for us to do together. It is true when they say there is no such bond like a daddy daughter one or maybe it’s just our bond. No one else could ever replace me and no one else could ever replace him.
Every day before I left for school dad would yell out the door, “Bye honey love you. Oh and remember to be a blessing to someone today!” He truly is a remarkable man who doesn’t take credit where it is deserved and has completely stolen my heart. I have no idea what I did to be blessed with a father this good, but God knew what he was doing when He placed me in my father’s arms.
So thank you dad. Thank you for your patience. Thank you for your unfailing love. Thank you for seeing qualities in me I have never been able to see. Thank you for motivating me. Thank you for mentoring me. Thank you for showing me what a loving husband looks like. Thank you for being you because I don’t know what I would do if I didn’t have you. I love you so much and wouldn’t be the woman I am today if it wasn’t for the grace of God and my loving family. Truth is all those years I acted like I didn’t need you and you were lame. I was wrong. You keep me going and are actually pretty cool, even if you make corny jokes. I guess all I am trying to say is, dad as I count my blessings I say an extra prayer of thanks for you. Happy Father’s Day,
Love your little girl