My Dad

I actually carried a hammer in my car at all times. It was my very first car, and it was a bit particular. My dad taught me that tapping my hammer on a certain spot on the engine worked to get it started every time that it was being stubborn. It became quite routine for me to pop the hood, tap the engine, then start the car. Honestly, I don’t even remember the details of the what and why. I simply trusted my dad, because he was right. He is always right when it comes to cars, and he has rescued me many times when cars have let me down.

Dad in his shed/workshop

That’s the thing about a great father, you can always count on him. I’m so thankful for the many happy memories that my dad is part of, like taking us camping when I was little, picking me up after lacrosse practice on his motorcycle, always offering food to my friends and making them feel welcome, fixing anything and everything, walking me down the aisle to Mike, giving my kids rides on his tractor when they were young, sharing meals at the Sungate Diner in Marcus Hook https://sungatediner.com/, and now playing with my granddaughters (his great-granddaughters). My dad is good, and he is loving. I am fortunate.

If you don’t have a dad like mine, I am so sorry. There is a Father who wants to adopt you. He is loving and good and perfect. God made a way for you to become part of His family, by giving His only Son. You can trust Him, and you can always count on Him. Won’t you consider it?

“Yet to all who received him (Jesus), to those who believed in his name, he gave the right to become children of God” John 1:12

Happy Father’s Day!

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