April 1st, 1999.
It's been 16 years. Thanks, Dad. I don't know much about you, except to go back to Psalm 23 - my most lasting memory of you. I wonder what it takes to live the life described in this Psalm.
It's been 16 years. Thanks, Dad. I don't know much about you, except to go back to Psalm 23 - my most lasting memory of you. I wonder what it takes to live the life described in this Psalm.
The LORD is my shepherd; I shall not want.
He makes me lie down in green pastures.
He leads me beside still waters.
He restores my soul.
He leads me in paths of righteousness for His name's sake.
Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,
I will fear no evil, for You are with me;
Your rod and Your staff, they comfort me.
You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies;
You anoint my head with oil; my cup overflows.
Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life;
And I shall dwell in the house of the LORD forever
More often than not I wonder how it would be like if you were here to talk about these things with me. I wonder what a father's love is. I wonder what it means to balance work, a wife, children, and serving God in areas outside of immediate work and family.
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