When my daughter Sara was in the second grade, we took her desk hunting at a store that specializes in unpainted furniture. But when she learned we weren’t taking the desk home that day, she was upset. “But, Daddy, I wanted to take it home today.” Much to her credit, she didn’t stomp her feet and demand her way. She did, however, set out on an urgent course to change her father’s mind. “Daddy, don’t you think we could paint it ourselves?” “Daddy, please, let’s take it home today.” After a bit she disappeared, only to return, arms open wide, bubbling with a discovery. “Guess what, Daddy. It’ll fit in the back of the car!” The fact that she’d measured the trunk with her arms softened my heart. The clincher, though, was the name she called me… Daddy. The Lucado family took a desk home that day. ~ Max Lucado From Dad Time
Posted on: Thu, 26 Jun 2014 08:29:14 +0000
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