There are so many things that I have sorted thru, and filed this week… letters, jotted notes, legal and insurance papers, sticky notes, etc. In so much of it, I found where my father’s life and my life intertwined. He wanted to take care of those who he loved. He wanted to help us succeed. He wanted to leave us a legacy… something of him that would live on thru us.
Today, as I had a moment where I just cried out to God… I began to read the Word of God which my father has taught me to love. I came to Psalm 44… and thought how beautiful, this fits this situation.
1We have heard with our ears, O God, our fathers have told us, what work thou didst in their days, in the times of old. 2How thou didst drive out the heathen with thy hand, and plantedst them; how thou didst afflict the people, and cast them out. 3For they got not the land in possession by their own sword, neither did their own arm save them: but thy right hand, and thine arm, and the light of thy countenance, because thou hadst a favour unto them. 4Thou art my King, O God: command deliverances for Jacob. 5Through thee will we push down our enemies: through thy name will we tread them under that rise up against us. 6For I will not trust in my bow, neither shall my sword save me. 7But thou hast saved us from our enemies, and hast put them to shame that hated us. 8In God we boast all the day long, and praise thy name for ever. Selah.
Last night, I listened to my father’s talk on Father’s day. It has been shared on FB… it was the first time I heard that message. And, he was making a tribute to his father for all the things that he did and taught him. I began to see so much of myself and my brother in the way my father was talking. We have cherished my father. We have loved him. He has taught us so very much about life, finances, living for God, trusting God, dedication to God. Our lives have been built around serving God to the best of our ability. I don’t want to forget these things. I don’t want to ever trust my own bow… or my own sword. I want to put all my trust in the God of my father! I will boast in all He has done. Something I have learned is that the God of my Father, at some point became my God. So, when I leave this world, I pray that my daughter will be able to say the same of me… that she wants to serve the God of her mother and father. And that she will eventually get to the place where it is completely her God and passes this on through the next generation.
I’m sure there will be many more posts from me regarding my dad. He was such a huge influence on my life, and helped create who I am today. I don’t know where I would be without him. But I thank God so much for placing him in my life. I would rather have had him for the time I did, (and have learned all I did from him and loved him so completely as I have…) than to have had someone else for longer and not had the relationship and teachings that I gleaned from my dad. God knows exactly what we need and where we are… 🙂