The Fathers in my Life

Today is Father’s Day 2013. 

A sweet day because I still have my father.

 This picture shows where I got my love of horses. I was safe in my Dad's hands.

Now he is eighty-three, but still living, struggling but still fighting. Parkinson and age has taken away the confident, head-up stride that he used to walk but he doesn’t give up. He lives alone since we lost Mom and every day is a battle to just accomplish every day functions. He will be up several hours before I pick him up for church today, because it will take all that time for him to get ready. His courage is showing his family how to go ahead when life gets hard. His love of his life is gone, but he is showing us that a greater love from His Heavenly Father is giving him the strength to make the day. Thank you Father, for my Dad. I love you, Dad.

 Thankful for my husband of 43 years. Thankful for strength, his support and his love. He has so many health problems but still has time for others. I love you, Glen

Thankful for son-in-law. Wonderful father to my grand-children. His immeasurable love he has for them, for my daughter, and for His Heavenly Father. I love you, David.

 And thankful most of all for my Heavenly Father, my Lord. Thank you Father, for loving me, giving me a hope and a future, forgiving me, never leaving me, guiding me, giving me a peace beyond understanding. I wipe a tear because this love is indescribable.  I love you, Lord.

King Dog Dethroned

 (A friend's dog) 

He had it so easy when he was the only dog.

 Days of frolicking in the flowers 

Kids came from all over to pet him...

And then there was HIM

Why...why why

Ready for Adventure

 Hey Buddy, I got a car stashed out front if you want to make a get-away.

 You get her attention and I will crawl out the front.

 You coming?

 BUSTED!

 She is smarter than I thought!

 Maybe we can run right through her!

 She is funny when she is jumping.

 Plan B--get her attention.

 Look....a squirrel!

Buddy, same time tomorrow?

God is in the Tomorrows

"This is the blessed life-not anxious to see far in front, nor eager to choose the path, but quietly following behind the Shepherd, one step at a time. The Shepherd was always out in front of the sheep. He was down in front. Any attack upon them had to take him into account. Now God is down in front. He is in the tomorrows. It is tomorrow that fills men with dread. God is there already. All the tomorrows of our life have to pass Him before they can get to us."

 -F.B. Meyer