Happy Father’s Day!
When I wrote my Mother’s Day post and trying to collect old photos of Mama, I was so overwhelmed. All the more when I actually wrote some of my reflections. I guess we (us, women) do that, huh? We somehow feel more connected to what it’s like.
But with fathers it’s different. When I look through Papa’s pictures I have to giggle at times 🙂 The ever strict (in a good way) – disciplinarian is was once a young lad. Too bad there’s no baby pictures of my parents. I don’t think I could really imagine thinking what they were like as babies or how they were as little children 🙂
Fathers are wonderful people
Too little understood,
And we do not sing their praises
As often as we should…
For, somehow, Father seems to be
The man who pays the bills,
While Mother binds up little hurts
And nurses all our ills…
And Father struggles daily
To live up to “HIS IMAGE”
As protector and provider
And “hero or the scrimmage”…
And perhaps that is the reason
We sometimes get the notion,
That Fathers are not subject
To the thing we call emotion,
But if you look inside Dad’s heart,
Where no one else can see
You’ll find he’s sentimental
And as “soft” as he can be…
But he’s so busy every day
In the grueling race of life,
He leaves the sentimental stuff
To his partner and his wife…
But Fathers are just WONDERFUL
In a million different ways,
And they merit loving compliments
And accolade of praise,
For the only reason Dad aspires
To fortune and success
Is to make the family proud of him
And to bring them happiness…
And like OUR HEAVENLY FATHER,
He’s a guardian and a guide,
Someone that we can count on
To be ALWAYS ON OUR SIDE.
Helen Steiner Rice
LOVE (sweet, nurturing love) is always associated with Moms more often than not. And for Dads? It’s DISCIPLINE.
It’s no wonder how fathers can be misunderstood at times. Such phrases like, “Oh he’s so strict” or “What a killjoy” may often be uttered. Well, maybe not the same words but on the same thought.
And me? I am guilty of such during my younger years 🙂
But as we grow, we realize that everything was for our own good. And that they just do not want harm to come our way.
What a nice balance, huh? The mother-father role.
The word “father” for me depicts strength. And somehow there’s that feeling of being safe just knowing he is there.
I don’t know why but it just is. Period 🙂
I’m also grateful that he never tires of teaching the Word of God and reminding us of one’s faith. That no matter what circumstances we face, we should not forget to pray and should always be thankful to God – he always says.
Happy Father’s Day!