I imagine Father's day brings different thoughts to everyone's minds. The thought it brings to my mind is grace. When i think of my dad, i just sit back in wonder at what a precious treasure he is in my life... and how i did nothing to deserve him. Absolutely nothing. How could i earn something i was given before i was born?
And those thoughts ring loudly of only one other thing in my experience: grace.
I marvel at the surpassing gift bestowed on me, which i did nothing to earn or deserve. Absolutely nothing. How could I earn something I was given before the foundation of the world?
Father's day makes me deeply thankful for my dad- he's amazing.
But it also makes me marvel at grace...which is more amazing still.
We traveled in Europe together last summer...
...he took me out to dinner on the French Riviera...
... and we ran around Paris and Rome...
...and soaked up Turkey, from Istanbul to the Black Sea beaches.
Thats my kind of man:)
Such a blessing to have my dad in my life- and such a joy to have shared travels together as father and daughter! Memories from these trips we have made together are special to me; memories from the years of life we've shared are precious.
I give thanks to God, my Father in heaven, for showing so much of Himself to me thorough my father on earth. A lifetime with my dad has revealed why God calls Himself a father. It is in the figure of this outstanding man that i have seen models of undeserved love, faithfulness, compassion, sacrifice, patience, gentleness, strength, truth, and LOVE.
Who could deserve this? I am in awe of this overwhelming grace.
