Good, good Father…..

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Recently we have been singing a worship song at our church called Good, Good Father. I love this song. I have heard it said that the impression one has of God the Father is a reflection of the relationship one has with his earthly father.

In his book God Distorted, John Bishop writes – I think that whatever comes to mind when you think about your father, there is a good chance that you attribute similar characteristics to your image of your heavenly Father. Simply put, your image of God has been formed and shaped by the father figures in your life.

I have been incredibly blessed to have a good, good father. When I think about my dad I think about a strong man who can do anything.
He can fix anything.
He can build anything.

He loves his family.

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I remember when I was a little girl, one Saturday my dad starting nailing some boards together. I asked him what he was doing and he said he was building me a playhouse. Several hours later I had the cutest little A-frame playhouse in my backyard that you have ever seen.  My sister and I spent many hours playing in our playhouse.

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My daddy was a hard worker. He was a machine operator in a factory that produced aluminum foil. His work environment was hot and noisy and my daddy worked the 2nd shift, meaning he would be asleep when I got up in the morning and gone to work when I got home from school. I didn’t see my dad during the week, but we made up for it on weekends.

I love going places with my daddy. I would choose going to a football game with my dad over going places with friends. He’s still the one I call to go to ballgames with me! He taught me to fish, how to shoot a gun, and how to fix things around my house.

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My dad made sure we were in church every Sunday. He led the singing and I played the piano. He cared about my relationship with the Lord. I never wondered where he stood spiritually. It is evident in my dad’s life that he loves the Lord and follows Him daily.

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My friends and family know that my favorite flower is the daisy. My husband gives me daisies on special occasions. My bridal bouquet was daisies. I just LOVE daisies! Recently my mom sent me a text of a picture of some wild daisies growing near their house. My dad had mowed around them, leaving the wild daisies, because he told my mom that when he saw the daisies he thought of me and he just couldn’t mow over them. That’s my dad.

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So, as we approach this weekend where we honor our fathers, I want everyone to know that I hit the jackpot. I got the best daddy in the world. Sorry everyone, you can’t have him – he’s mine.

Good, Good Father

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About theworldaccordingtomrsfarquhar

I am wife to Lee, mom to Andrew, Joel and Ben, mother-in-law to Mary Kate and Kitty to Leah and Amelia. I have the privilege of serving as the Early Childhood Pastor at Daystar Church in Greensboro, NC. Oh, and I'm a little bit of a NC State Wolfpack fan. :)
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