Summer 1956. I would be three years old in October, Wearing a simple one piece sunsuit, with shoulder ties and elastic gathers around my waist and upper legs, I was running around the yard in my white sandals that buckled on the sides.
I was cute as ever and precious as could be.
While playing, I heard a sound. Paused. Listened. “Where was the noise coming from?”
Curious, I began walking towards the sound. As I got closer, the sound grew louder. It was coming from our covered carport. I saw Daddy’s pant legs and shoes. The rest of him was underneath our car. That noise was Daddy hammering.
Stepping onto the cement, I walked towards Daddy. Suddenly there was a thud, a yell, and words I’d never heard before. Daddy didn’t seem very happy.
Then a long silence…both Daddy and me.
Slowly Daddy asked, “Rhonda, is that you?”
Shyly I responded, “Yes, Daddy.”
He grunted and groaned, and I watched him awkwardly making his way out from underneath our car. Clearing the car frame, he ducked his head and pushed himself the rest of the way out from underneath the car. He was sitting in front of me, and I was standing in front of him. We were eye to eye. His brown eyes staring at mine–my brown eyes staring at his..
Daddy pulled me close and hugged me tight. Softly he spoke, “Rhonda, I didn’t know you were in the carport. After hitting my thumb with the hammer (he paused) it was then I saw your sandals and little legs (through the opening between the cement and the car frame). Honey, I’m sorry I yelled and very sorry I said those words. Daddy was wrong. Daddy should not have said those words.”
I don’t recall saying anything. I was caught up in my own toddler moment of feeling safe and loved in his embrace. Daddy kissed my forehead and hugged me again; right before, I ran off to play.
This is one of my earliest memories. I felt so loved and cherished by my Daddy.
Time goes by so fast.
The last time I saw my Daddy, he hugged me tight, gave me a kiss and said, “I love you, darlin’.” I hugged him tight and replied, “I love you, Daddy.” I’m thankful for the wonderful memories God allowed us to share together before Daddy went to Heaven on March 22, 2016.
Precious Parent, Precious Believer in Jesus Christ–just like a little three-year-old girl was watching and listening to her Daddy–people are watching and listening to you and me everyday.
“Hebrews 12:1 says it like this, “Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a huge crowd of witnesses to the life of faith, let us strip off every weight that slows us down, especially the sin that so easily trips us up. And let us run with endurance the race God has set before us.”
Let us remember this powerful God verse truth. “We are surrounded by a huge crowd of witnesses to the life of faith.” People are watching us. God can and wants to use you and me to impact the people around us for His Kingdom for eternity.
LET US RUN WITH ENDURANCE THE RACE GOD HAS SET BEFORE US.
OUR FAMILIES ARE WATCHING US! THEY NEED TO SEE US RUN THE GOD-RACE ALL THE WAY TO THE FINISH LINE. It WILL impact their lives. Another thing that will impact their lives is our prayers. It says so in James 5:16 b, “The prayer of a righteous person is powerful and effective.”
Click on the Calendar and it opens, enlarged in a new window making it easy to read the Scripture references. Look up the Scripture reference for the day in your Bible, and turn the verse into a prayer for your loved ones. I print the Calendar and keep it in my Bible. I encourage you to do the same. I have seen that Scripture Prayers are powerful!
This is what God says about our children:
“Children are a gift from the Lord;
they are a reward from Him” Psalm 127:3 (NLT).
MAY GOD USE YOU AND ME IN GREATER WAYS TO LET OUR CHILDREN KNOW THE TRUTH: THEY ARE A GIFT FROM THE LORD TO US AND A REWARD FROM HIM.
RUN GOD’S RACE IN 2019 AND NO MATTER WHAT
IT WILL BE A GOD BLESSED NEW YEAR!