I do not really have much of any real family – the blood kind, but still I am blessed with dear friends and treasured memories-especially of my Dad. He would call himself “just a country boy” but to me he was so much more. He didn’t have fancy degrees or expensive cars. A trip, when I was little, was to go to the barber shop with him- they gave me lollipops! A really big deal was Sunday! Daddy loved church. He wasn’t a preacher. He just quietly served like nobody else I have ever known! He never met anyone who was not a friend and if anyone was in trouble, stranger or not – naughty or nice – he was there to help. He never spoke of it, never bragged – he loved as Jesus loved. I want to be just like him and like Him!
Strolling at the shore
waves of blessings at high tide
You showed me the way
By Martha L Shaw – © 2015