Wednesday, April 12, 2017

Wednesday, April 12, 2017

READING

Old Testament: Jeremiah 17:5-10, 14-17
Psalms: Psalms 55
New Testament: Philippians 4:1-13
Gospel: John 12:27-36
Evening Psalms: Psalms 74

DEVOTIONAL

Two years ago, while lying in a hospital bed, Dad wrote on my hand, “You saved me.” That really touched me; but looking back, I really think that he saved me.

He was my teacher. He taught me how to be compassionate, how to persevere, how to be competitive and a true sports fan, how to create something from nothing, and most importantly how to love someone unconditionally.

He was caring. He would always go out of his way to ask people more than just how they were doing; he would dig deeper. “How did you choose your career?” he would prod. He would find out the family history of our cab driver in a 10-minute ride. He did this because he really cared about people and who they were.

He was strong. He taught me to measure strength by how you handle yourself when you are dealt a tough hand. He persevered through all the obstacles that he faced, and he did it all with infectious positivity and a big smile. He had a “never give up” attitude that kept him going and inspired everyone around him.

He was my personal coach. Going to sporting events with my Dad was when we were truly in our element, cheering for our teams. Whether it was watching a Redskins, Nationals, or WVU game, Dad was always by my side yelling into the TV or shouting coaching advice into the living room.

Nothing was better than singing Country Roads in the stadium after a WVU home win. He taught me to be the sports fan I am today, and I am always going to cheer extra loud for him.

He was creative. His birthday cards were one of a kind, and he always knew how to make you laugh, even while delivering a touching and heartfelt message. His Christmas morning scavenger hunts were riddled with punny clues. He taught me to see beauty through photography, getting just the right angle and lighting.

My Dad shaped me into the person I am today. He made me a strong, caring, creative, competitive, and loving daughter, and no one could have done that better than him. He saved me, and he will always be my soldier.

“Whatever you have learned or received or heard from me, or seen in me
put it into practice. And the God of peace will be with you.”
(Philippians 4:9)
EKP (4/1/15)


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