One of the things my father loved to do was spend time on the water. He liked to swim, ski, fish and just float down the river on our pontoon boat with the whole family.
It has been so pretty today, all I could think of was that he probably would have wanted to have spent Father’s Day…on the river. Mater of fact I am sure we would have spent many, many weekends at the river.
If you know me, or have read my blog for a while, you know my father passed away when I was three years old. I can hardly talk about him to someone who doesn’t know that…. until I tell them.
Why? I’m not really sure, I suppose it is because I know that…. how he died… is just as important about his character, as how he lived.
I have asked people in the last few years if they would write down whatever memories they have of my Daddy. I wondered why I waited so long to ask people about him. Then it occurred to me that while my mother was alive she filled in those gaps. She gave us stories here and there.
My neighbor and close friend of my Daddy’s wrote me a letter one day with some beautiful memories. My Daddy’s brother and Sister have also shared some precious memories of him with me lately. They have even sent a few pictures of him as a child that I have never seen before. What a gift!
My father drowned as he attempted to rescue three people from a boating accident. He didn’t hesitate to help. The shirt he removed had rips at the buttons where he jerked it off.
The actions he took that day changed my life forever.
He will always have my utmost love and respect.
I have been reading through the chapter of Matthew. I read this a few days ago and it has been on my mind ever since.
Matthew 19:19( KJV )
19 Honour thy father and thy mother: and, Thou shalt love thy neighbour as thyself.
It seems I can’t even think about my Father or Mother without honoring them. I have been so very blessed with such amazingly brave parents.
This was in my Scripture reading yesterday….
Matthew 22:37-39
King James Version (KJV)
37 Jesus said unto him, Thou shalt love the Lord thy God with all thy heart, and with all thy soul, and with all thy mind.
38 This is the first and great commandment.
39 And the second is like unto it, Thou shalt love thy neighbour as thyself.
The definition of Neighbor (English spelling )- (1) One living or located near another (2) Fellow man ( a person other than yourself….a fellow human being).
My Father displayed this verse to me by the actions he took that day. He showed a great love for his fellow man.
My Mother went on to raise the four of us children by herself, she never remarried. She said she could never love anyone more than she did him. Every once in a while Mom would say…you have to be careful… because sometimes people turn others into perfect people after they die. She said your Daddy wasn’t perfect….but I sure did love him. He was a great father to us kids and he loved us dearly.
To me that tells a lot about him.
My sister Charlotte has a beautiful voice, she used to sing a good bit in church. Years ago she sang a song by Amy Grant called My Father’s Eyes. It has always been one of my very favorites. I’m sure her singing it made me like it all the more.
Amy Grant spoke about this song reminding her of her heavenly Father and her earthly Father. That is what it reminds me of also.
I thank God for such a wonderful earthly Father. Funny that I actually ended up with Hazel Brown eyes….just like him. I also have his hair color, his widow’s peak and his freckles.
But, there is much more than the outward appearance. Just as my daddy lived out in his life and death, a love for his neighbor.
I am so proud of my father. I smile when I think of him.
I wish him a Happy Fathers Day from the bottom of my heart.

























































