Tag: fathers
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Writing Prompt:
What brings a tear of joy to your face? A myriad of answers could answer such a question for me. The way my cousin talked about God our Father being our “Abba.” Watching young families at Sunday evening church. Fathers and daughters doing things together or Grandfathers and granddaughters. My niece loves getting to sit…
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Parent Time
Today I spent the morning with my Dad. Both of my parents had appointments in different directions. My brother was all too happy to go with Mom and so I went with Daddy. Mom just had therapy, but Dad was having a checkup on his eyes. This morning I was unsure what to expect of…
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A Post Memory…
This post came across my Telegram feed two years ago and I continued spreading it. Named after the father she will never be able to meet due to events out of her control. She will never forget that her father is gone. Tell me do you think Levi or Navy Biden’s 7th grandchild has it…
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The Last Edition: The Hands of My Father
How does one measure a father’s worth? Fortunately, I do not have firsthand experience and would not wish the lack of a father’s presence on anyone! Words speak volumes, but a photo is worth a 1000 words. Writing about my father is probably the most emotionally difficult one of this series to write. Sometimes photos…
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The Hands of My Fathers
Sunday Afternoons for the longest time would be in his living room. Grandma Doris and Uncle Bob; they would welcome this deluge of Bishop’s as we filled their entire room. Great-Grandpa Arlie as some called him or the newspaper would misspell his name as Arle; was an intriguing man. The Lord has blessed me over…
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Patriarchs Are A Necessity
In college I worked in the Compliance Office, we were in the office of the Dean of Students. Then our office was moved into the Presidential Suite, which was awesome. Before we moved into the top floor I had an interesting bathroom stop. At Christmas Time we kept a radio on playing an Evansville station…
Jewells of Thought 