My Daddy. He's the greatest man I know.
I'm 19 and my dad has been my hero since day 1.
I've grown up watching him. Never a day has passed when I haven't noticed something about his characteristics, his voice, his smell, his words, his laughter, his hands, the way he thinks, his eyes, his hair, everything.
I've noticed so much about him. One thing is his mind. His mind is overwhelmed sometimes, he's a thinker. He likes knowing how things work, he likes knowing where he's going and how he's going to get there. When he sets your mind to something it's going to get done. He's going to do whatever it takes to get there. I've watched him build a ministry and I've watched him change lives. Because of his mind being set on Christ I've seen hearts come to know God, countless hearts touched by him. All because of daddy's strong will and dedication. I pray God gave me that too. It's a stubbornness that God has used in beautiful ways.
Another thing is his eyes. I've seen them angry, I've seen them mourn, I've seen them disappointedâ¦.the worst was when I was the one to cause them to be disappointed or angry or hurt. I've seen them with the glow of laughter, joy, peace and tenderness. I've seen them with compassion, with sympathy. I've seen them looking at a boy having seizures sick in his bed. I've seen them watch mama with a beautiful love. I've seen them watch his child born, full of joy (maybe a little disgustâ¦.haha) I've seen them closed as he has prayed for your family.
I've heard his voice. I've heard it laugh, I've heard it when it was choking back tears, I've heard it cheer me on at gymnastics meets, Brandon at the special Olympics, and Isaac and Cade at baseball and basketball games. I've heard it give instruction, teach wisdom, tell jokes, cuss from hammering his own fingers, compliment, encourage, and my favorite, sing. I've heard it sing some of the most beautiful songs. Sing to people who are hungry for God and God has used his voice to give them hope. I've seen his voice be an inspiration, a breath of fresh air, a sign of hope. I've seen it bring tears, smiles, lifted hands, worship, praise to God.
I've watched his hands. I've seen daddy's hands work, bleed, build, create, change, draw, write, make music. His hands have been part of big things. His hands have been part of building a home. They have been used in his job, they've kept a roof over our heads and food on the table, his hands have created music that have moved people to holy tears. They have worked. They have held my mama, me & my 3 brothers, given people hugs, pats on the back. I've seen them folded in prayer, clenched in anger, rub his face in exhaustion.
I've seen his heart. I've seen him when he was hurting, depressed, joyful, peaceful, compassionate, understanding, loving, hopeful. His heart has grown in Christ. His heart loves it's family. It breaks for the lost, the broken, the homeless, the lonely, the ones who are desperate for a way out. I've seen the devil set up evil attacks on daddy's heart. I've seen God rescue him. I've seen him as his heart praised God. It's like I've seen his heart smile when he smiles at times.
I've watched daddy grow. I've watched him change. I've watched him as Satan has tried to break him and get him as far away from God has he could. But I've watched as he has kept his grip tight on God. He don't let go,he don't give up.
He has not only told me how I should live but he has shown me in so many ways.
I'm so blessed!