My children all live too far away for us to have invited ourselves over this Father's Day. In any case, I always am anxious to hear from my children and often wait for the phone to ring or watch the mail box for a card.
When Bev and I awakened Saturday morning we decided a quick trip to Lake Tahoe was just what the doctor ordered. And the rest is history. It was one of the best Father's Days I've ever had, even though I was away from my children.
It was special because I was with my wife who always affirms me as a father and grandfather. It was special because we worshiped with a small church family and heard a biblical message on how to be a good father. It was special because we hiked together in the beauty of God's creation and felt the rest and serenity of being away from the current responsibilities of packing and preparing to move.
And, yes, it was special because I heard from all of my children.
It was an unforgettable Father's Day; sandwiched in between the demands of life we took time to worship our heavenly Father midst the beauty of His creation and, in turn, He blessed us with rest and strength for the days ahead.
And today...more boxes.
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