My daddy wasn't perfect - none of us are - but he was my daddy. He never let us go hungry or without clothes and shelter. Whatever we needed, he made sure that we had it even if it meant working double shifts for weeks on end. He was a good provider. He had not-so-shining moments; there were very upsetting times along the way. However, I knew then, and know now, that my daddy loved me. I am thankful for the daddy that my Heavenly Father gave me.
I am thankful that my daddy is healed. He no longer has to fight for each breath. His heart is healed and arthritis no longer grips him with intense pain. My daddy is now with my Father and I am thankful for all that both have given me over the last forty-seven years.
Though I am deep in depression right now, I know Who holds tomorrow. While He is now holding my daddy, He is also holding me.
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Suzanne, I'm so sorry for your loss. What a comfort to know he is with our Lord. I will pray for your strength at this difficult time.Blessings-
ReplyDeleteThank you, Patrice. I appreciate the prayers for strength because right now I feel weaker than I've ever felt.
DeleteSo sorry to hear this, Suzanne. It is a time for mourning right now. I will remember you in my thoughts and prayers during this difficult time.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Neta. I appreciate the thoughts and prayers very much.
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