As I sit here in this hospital room with the man who will forever be my hero, I am so thankful that he raised his family in the way he did. It wasnt always easy for him and Mother. They worked for everything they ever got. God blessed them during some difficult times. Tonight, while he and I were waiting to go to sleep, he began to tell me how much he loves my mother. At 84 years of age and almost 50 years of marriage, he still talks about her like a love struck teenager. It is painful to watch him physically in so much pain, but as my sister posted earlier, when he blessed his food at dinner (after being so physically ill all day), he prayed for the doctors, nurses, and patients in this hospital. What a great example of putting others first! He cannot move a millimeter without writhing in pain, but he prayed for other people to have comfort. As I sit here tonight, tears flowing, I realize even more how blessed I am to have such a wonderful family. I have a wonderful wife whom I adore, three great children, parents who continue to teach me about Gods love and how we should put others first, great siblings, and wonderful in-laws. I dont know if it was the pain medicine talking a moment ago, but Daddy asked me to turn on the light. I did (reluctantly because I have been trying to get him to sleep for a while now) and he told me to come over to his bed. As I looked at him, as weak as I have ever seen him, he looked at me and said Son, your mother and I are so proud of you. I hope and pray that I can be half the father and husband that he has been throughout his life. If I am not, it is certainly not his fault. He has demonstrated to me what a real man truly is. Gosh, I wish I could take this pain for him. I would do it in a heartbeat. Please pray for my Dad.
Posted on: Tue, 09 Dec 2014 04:17:54 +0000
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