" And I say unto you, Ask, and it shall be given you; seek, and ye shall find; knock, and it shall be opened unto you.For every one that asketh receiveth; and he that seeketh findeth; and to him that knocketh it shall be opened. If a son shall ask bread of any of you that is a father, will he give him a stone? or if he ask a fish, will he for a fish give him a serpent? Or if he shall ask an egg, will he offer him a scorpion. If ye then, being evil, know how to give good gifts unto your children: how much more shall your heavenly Father give the Holy Spirit to them that ask him?" - St. Luke 11:9-13
Dear Friends,
On Monday my father will turn 81! On January 25, 1935 my father made his entrance into the world. My grandmother, "Grama" gave birth to her baby boy destined to make a difference. The dynamic duo, my parents, Ma and Daddy raised four children -- two boys and two girls.
Daddy always took time to listen and talk to me. He took me to the library to get my first library card. While I don't remember the title of the book I remember it had beautiful polka dots on the cover. I walked out of the library with my father holding my one hand and clutching my book with the other. Experiences like that one are etched in my memory. My father. My hero. Then and now. He taught me to dance, he taught me to dream. I remember telling friends and professors when I went away to college, "My father taught me all I need know about how to survive." He was and is an excellent instructor, a wise man.
Today I am thankful that just as my earthly father held my hand to walk up the steps to the library entrance, My Heavenly Father walks with us as we experience the ups and downs of life. Father God gives the daily measure of faith, grace, love, mercy and endurance as the chapters in our lives continue to unfold. God through His Holy Spirit keeps us through sufficient grace.
Today I close on a more personal note...
Happy birthday Daddy! Love and God bless! (I am my father's daughter)
in Christ,
Sis. Stephanie
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Dear Friends,
On Monday my father will turn 81! On January 25, 1935 my father made his entrance into the world. My grandmother, "Grama" gave birth to her baby boy destined to make a difference. The dynamic duo, my parents, Ma and Daddy raised four children -- two boys and two girls.
Daddy always took time to listen and talk to me. He took me to the library to get my first library card. While I don't remember the title of the book I remember it had beautiful polka dots on the cover. I walked out of the library with my father holding my one hand and clutching my book with the other. Experiences like that one are etched in my memory. My father. My hero. Then and now. He taught me to dance, he taught me to dream. I remember telling friends and professors when I went away to college, "My father taught me all I need know about how to survive." He was and is an excellent instructor, a wise man.
Today I am thankful that just as my earthly father held my hand to walk up the steps to the library entrance, My Heavenly Father walks with us as we experience the ups and downs of life. Father God gives the daily measure of faith, grace, love, mercy and endurance as the chapters in our lives continue to unfold. God through His Holy Spirit keeps us through sufficient grace.
Today I close on a more personal note...
Happy birthday Daddy! Love and God bless! (I am my father's daughter)
in Christ,
Sis. Stephanie
.
.
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