What a kick I have gotten out of him this Christmas! He is a living testimony to the fact that people can change. My dad use to be depressed a lot of the time. But for close to 10 years now, he has been the class clown. The storyteller. The bright spot, and the Peacemaker of the family. Nobody doesn't like to be around him, and sometimes just being with him makes you feel welcome and happy. What a blessing that we thought might never happen. Thank you Jesus.
Today we were watching Hoosiers together. While dad used to not be able to sit through a movie, he watched the whole thing, commenting on the history and culture of the 1950's, one of his favorite periods in America.
Sometimes dad will just say some silly phrase that nobody expects out of him like "I hate that guy, always wearing the same grey pants"... (about the referee on Hoosiers).
or when he hated Nacho Libre, but watched it a second time anyway, just for me.
Or how he loves to go on long walks and talk about life, with anyone that will go. Just to get to know them more. One of his favorite phrases with me has been "Quality Time"
For the unstability of depression and graduation from the school of hard knocks, My dad is one of the most creative, stable, optimistic people I know. I'd love to be like him someday.... giving instead of taking, lending others the benefit of the doubt, and loving the joy of others more than his own.
Thank you, Lord, for a father to look up to.
Tuesday, December 26, 2006
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I like your dad. I've always liked your dad. He's fun and does say some of the funnest/silliest things that make me unable to control my laughter. Tell him I think he rocks. I like your mom too. She's so sweet, very friendly. Your parents are just all around nice folks.
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