I have all sorts of names for my dad, but perhaps my favorite one of all is "Poppy". It has a fun, old fashioned, Popeye the Salior kind of ring to it. It makes me smile when I say it and also engenders a fun response from my pops. I'll call up the stairs for him, "Poppy?" He will appear at the top of the stairs with a smile, "Yes my little opium flower?" We have a good chuckle to ourselves and then carry on with conversation.
There are so many good things I could confirm and express about him; his tender heart, his passion for and devotion to the Lord; his countless actions and endless strive to raise his children in the gospel, to help us endure to the end and endure well; his goofy, witty humor. He knows exactly what to say to make my family melt into laughter. He warms my heart.
I love him. I give thanks for him. In family prayer this morning, he gave thanks to Heavenly Father for all He does and has done for our family. He's always deflecting the glory-giving it to God. I give thanks for both my fathers~ Heavenly & earthly.
Happy Father's Day to all the men out there who honor their sacred title of Father.
