August 13, 2016 was my father’s 86th birthday. Throughout the years past I would call him and ask “Dad, where do you want to go eat on your birthday?” and he always said, “Anywhere, mija! Let’s go!” I enjoyed our time together. We would talk about my job, and his garden. He would catch me up on family and I’d tell him about my friends.
I miss those days, as I missed yesterday. It’s been four years since his passing and it doesn’t seem real to me. I can still hear his voice and see his smile. At times I can still feel his presence. He was a strong man. Throughout my life he remained my strength. There was no man like him. He was good, honorable, loving, and faithful.
Before he died I told him that God didn’t have to shield me in my young life because I had a father that knew how to do it. He smiled. I truly believe God entrusted my father to do the Father’s business in my life. It continued through the ensuing years.
It pains me to write this, but I must. I cannot write or speak of my father without feeling the loss. He was always there. He was there for me in the beginning, through the important moments, and in the end. He had the right words at the right time. He never spoke out of turn, or spoke without purpose. His words were few but resounding. When he spoke I listened. His actions followed his words. There was never a time I did not trust him or his intentions. I just knew he was true. Everything about my father was good. Most of all he loved me. And I still love him. For some reason I cannot speak of him in the past tense. For me, he will always be present tense in my life.
I realize there are many who do not have a father or cannot speak of their father the way I do. For you, I am sorry.
The greatest attribute of my father was his faithfulness. He was always faithful. As my father was faithful, so is God the Father. He is longing to be with you, to hear your voice and to be present in your life. There is no greater relationship known to humankind than the one with The Father. Faithful is the Father.
And so, on this day I remember you, Dad, as I remember you everyday of my life. You are my strength, my all and all, my everything. I miss you. I cannot wait to see you again.
I love you.
“There is one body and one Spirit, just as also you were called in one hope of your calling; one Lord, one faith, one baptism, one God and Father of all who is over all and through all and in all.”
(Ephesians 4: 6)
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