dad and DAD

Father's day our preacher talked about Dad being the being the word with the most powerful influence on generations, whether present or not present; positive or negative. The next week, Clint gave me a bible study on God's love, with a chapter called dad and DAD. So, I have had my Daddy on my mind this week. Daddy was not perfect, but was a strong influence on who I am today. I loved him and knew with out a doubt that he loved me. He provided for his family and supported his his kids. We all knew that he wanted to spend time with us. He was handsome with great eyes with laugh lines. As long as he was alive, I felt loved and beautiful and special. I could be dirty from working in tobacco or 8 months pregnant with dirty bare feet and he thought that I looked beautiful and would tell me. He gave me my name, Connie was the name of a pretty girl from his high school days. Our name Waller meant something in our little home town. I could go anywhere in Madison and let them know Ed was my daddy and could get anything I wanted. Gas was free, all I had to do was sign his name. Daddy was our protector, at night we would call him, if we heard a mouse, or mosquito any thing that went bump in the night. He could give magic blue sleeping water, if we could not sleep. He was our provider, when he came home, He was a debit insurance agent and when he came in the house with a pocket full of money, I thought we were rich. He had a green thumb, and could grow enough in a small garden to supply food for all of us and to share with others. He loved to sit down at the supper table and say that the salt and pepper was the only thing not provided by the garden. Speaking of that table. it was round oak with claw feet and we would sit around that table and talk for a long time after supper was over. Daddy loved spending time with his kids, playing games, fishing, yard work, the garden, going to granny's farm. He never missed our sporting events. He was our number one cheerleader , sometimes a little too loud, we could hear him from the field. He was the president of the booster club and I was allowed to go with him and hand out programs. He was soft ball coach and I was his bat girl, any excuse to spend time together. That had to be hard with so many kids. But I knew that I was daddy;s little girl. He knew me so well that he told he told me when I was just 16 that I was in love with Mark. Daddy gave us great memories like Dekle beach, front yard foot ball, spontaneous trips. He got me my first job and found my first car. We all knew that he and mom loved each other. He affirmed my marriage by telling me that Mark and reminded him of he and mom. My daddy prepared the way for me to be able to have a relationship with my Abba Dad. He is my heavenly Father and He is perfect. He gave me life. I love Him and he gives me unconditional love. He provides all my needs. He is my strength and redeemer. It amazes me that the God of the universe wants to spend time with me. He makes life a great adventure. My dad has been gone for a long time and I still miss him. If your daddy is still here on earth give him a hug and tell him that you love him.