Today is the celebration of All Saints.
A beautiful day to celebrate also the living
among us who have been a revelation of God to us.
My Father is one of these people in my life.
I grew up in a secure Christian home,
one of the biggest gifts I was ever given was a good family.
I loved God from an early age and had a very deep
sense of God as Father.
And I knew what Father meant.
Someone you could go to,
Someone who could somehow fix everything
and make things better.
Wise and waiting for you to ask for his wisdom.
Meeting you on your level,
never diminishing and taking one's questions
seriously and talking intelligently to me
even when I was young,
not assuming that I was not up to the level
of conversation that my questions were at.
My Dad worked and still works hard;
he put us all through Christian Education
K-12 even when there was not much money to be had.
He gave sacrificially.
And he never mentions it to us or asks for what he
gave to us in return.