The Heart Of Our Daddy

Time alone revealed the true heart of our Daddy.


Seasons of his life reflected the loving care he gave our family.
We remember a daddy who held his children close, rocked
sang beautiful songs of faith over us.
We remember long years of sacrificial hard work to provide for a growing family.
His example taught us to take responsibility for those we love,
even when the cost is great.
Looking back, we believe he would have given his life for any one of us.
That kind of love goes a long way when it is
forever modeled before you.
We remember the love that swelled our hearts when he would say;
“I’m the richest man in town because of the
seven children God gave me.”
We remember Daddy was always true to Mother.
Loving her, providing for and protecting
her all those years.
We remember a contagious laughter that just about lifted the roof.
Like the day we watched our favorite family movie.
Those were the times 
we just about got down
and rolled on the floor with him.
How we loved to hear Daddy laugh.
We remember challenging seasons of life, when hope was restored by
his oft-quoted confident words.
“Everything’s going to be all right”.
An echo of the promise of Romans 8:28:
“God causes all things to work together for good to those who love God.”

Thank you God for giving us a daddy that left us with
a legacy we shall always cherish. 


Reblogged: Time is Dressed in Bridal White – Melody’s Musings

From Glenda: Thank you Melody, for allowing me to pass along your beautiful prose and picture.

Last week, I wrote about “Bride-in-Waiting”…then fell ill with the flu. It seemed the enemy of my soul was laughing and making accusations as I felt wimp, weary, and wasting. Time alone and on my knees I have held on to faith when it would have been easier to let go to the enemy’s thoughts and lies. Instead I spent time reading and meditating on the beauty of God’s Word. No wonder I was awestruck by Melody’s inspired writing: “Time is Dressed in Bridal White”.

I hope you’ll take time to visit Melody at her website Melody’s Musings/

Meanwhile, Melody Muses...


Time is dressed in bridal white,

ticking items off her list –

righteousness in sparkling light

with holy raiment wholly kissed.

Not yet grasping married state,

waiting for the Bridal Hall;

ever-changing while she waits

as glories stream to Royal Ball.


The Bride waits, changing from glory to glory, for the day of her final blessing…

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