I have two wonderful dads and I would like to honor them not by just mere words but with good deeds for the rest of my life. My real father is still with me his name is Romeo and my other dad went home to God already last 2003 because of illness. His name is Artemio and they are both dashing in their early days and yes cool.
1st Sunday of September – Father’s Day in New Zealand
My Real Father
I have a father who is kind, thoughtful, responsible, loving, generous and cheerful. I will run out of nice virtues to tell for he is that good. Downside, well he’s been @#$%$#^&^%$#@*! and #@#%^&^%$#@!@#$ ha ha. In brief he’s got the loving imperfections like mine you will just simply ignore and dismiss. Ah and one more he is a good cook and he loves his food even now at his condition.
A Close Brush To Death
Father had a massive stroke last Nov. 2009, he was given a 50% chance of survival, we were told to be ready. A mild stroke followed and another hospitalization soon after. Amazingly by God’s grace he survived, but his illness left him semi- paralyzed dependent on us close family members for mobility and daily survival. How my heart would bleed and squeeze the life out of my body seeing him in so much pain and hurts. I myself just got out of my brain operations and recuperating, it is pretty tough. We are being stretched to the limit and mother have a heart condition, I was in utter desperation.
In helpless resignation I soaked myself in prayer, my only weapon to survive. As I attended one Sunday service in my rehab sessions God speaks in my heart the bible verse was read and hit me straight away:
“My grace is all you need, for my power is greatest
when you are weak. I am most happy then
to be proud of my weaknesses in order to
feel the protection of christ’s power over me.
For when I am weak then I am strong”
(2 Cor 12:9-10)
Charming grace is at work again, there was an adrenalin surge and felt the energy flowing through my mind and body. I was so spiritually recharged that I can’t stop smiling and thanking God. I trusted that He will be in control of the situation no matter what and as always God never fails. That was over two years now, father is catching up with his health slowly but with renewed gusto in life, I am picking up my lost time, mother’s heart is not a problem anymore, they are both 76.
Our Great Healer, Comforter and Provider used my families, relatives, friends, churchmates and even strangers with words and acts of kindness that melts our hearts and sustained us in our dark times, what an awesome God!
My other siblings all seven of us are sharing the same sentiments, the love and respect for our Father. Loving and serving him is loving and serving God. It is a command no one can refuse (Exo 20:12) “Honor your father and mother so that you may live long in the land of the Lord” that is a tall order.
My Other Dad Is Truly Special
Dad raised good sons well. I am truly blessed for my husband he is God sent. I was loved and cared more than I can imagine. Memories of Dad and mom warmed me, how I love my in-laws, brother, sisters and aunt like my own flesh and blood. Thank you Dad for the happy memories and love you gave me.
Men out there, what makes a man is not the ability to have a child but the courage to raise and treat one with love and respect. Whether you are stepfathers, uncles, friends and grandfathers, Happy Father’s Day!
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| Father's best shot with son-in-law, myself and mother (partly hidden) Christmas 2010 All happy and healthy |
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