My dear sons, you are young men now.
A few days after Father’s day, your dad will be turning that age. The age of his own dad’s passing-at 51 years young. That big “C” word. The one none of us ever wants to hear.
It seems to be a very significant year. The empty nest. A smaller home. The move into the city…well more like a large town. But it’s all different for us this year. For him.
My young men, please always know that your dad and I are very proud of you. We love you more than you can ever imagine. You will only experience that deep kind of love when you have your own children. The only one who loves you more fiercely than us, is your Heavenly Father.
It’s such a different kind of love than a marriage. It’s a “part of me” love. So rich that it’s ingrained like part of your skin.
The day you each were born…
My strong silent man just gazed at his boys with a tear in the corner of his eye. He held you tight.
Miracles. Dreams. Many years of throwing baseballs, kicking soccer balls, swimming and boating, working, playing and laughing. He tossed you up high in the sky. There were dark and angry days-sad days. Not all perfect, that’s for sure.
Gifts and cards are not on his radar. Calls and visits are treasures.
Knowing in his heart that he did his best. He was a quiet dad, but tried to express more than his predecessors did. Believe me, that was a big obstacle to work around. Prayers that you have a deep rock solid faith in God as he does. But he’s too humble to say much about that.
He lives it.
The kind of faith that weathers storms in life– They will come. The kind of faith that clings to the Father of Life when it rains hard and cold.
Giving a hand to a friend. Putting yourself aside. Giving generously and anonymously. Using your gifts to the glory of God. Keep promises. Listen. Stay awhile with someone. That you will be husbands and fathers who love the Lord.
Integrity in your life, marriage and work. Whatever you do, do it unto the Lord.
We will be here for you. We will always love you. Listen to you. We will love you when we see you taking left turns in life.
His “quiver” was two boys. He is watching to see how far, strong and straight those arrows will fly. (Ref. to Ps. 127:5)
Act justly, love mercy, and walk humbly with our God. (Ref. to Micah 6:8)
At the end of your life, what else really matters?
I forwarded this on to Dave and he related to it a lot. Great insights!!
Yes I bet he did! Thank you Cindy. It’s amazing when you begin making more connections, how we can help one another through. When I was young, I thought I was the “only” one who had deaths in the family, etc. I’m glad it could help someone. This writing journey is reconnecting me, and enabling me to meet so many people all over!
Thank you Aunt Edith. God is good.