Always my hero. I remember the different moments when my little body just filled with pride when I thought about my Dad. As a little girl, he was bigger than life. Strong enough to throw me across pools, quick enough to keep that dribbling basketball from my reach in the driveway (although, I always managed to get it in the end...very mysterious...), gentle enough to keep encouraging me to read and play piano, fun enough to slide with us at the water parks and explore with us when we went camping.So many memories. But today I just want to honor my Dad. For being a good man but, most importantly, for loving the Lord with all of his heart. He and my Mom have built and are building a heritage that will not end.
I love you, Dad. Happy Father's Day!
