As I think about my dad, several things come to mind. It’s Fathers Day weekend so normally we’d be having Fried Chicken and German chocolate cake . I would be running to get him some new wranglers, cologne and a new shirt. My dad loved race cars, that was a love he and my brother shared. My dad was a hard worker. Our family had construction businesses through out my growing up years. Then, when God called my dad to Pastor, that changed our whole world.
My dad closed his business, sold our home and went full time pastoring. He was so happy in this life.
My dad was a minister that helped restore people. Many times the people who worked in his church were people who were broken. People who had given up because of hurt. He also gave people just starting in ministry a chance to begin. I think of all the lives he touched and all the seeds he planted. So many ministry’s that are blossoming today he helped by loving the person and restoring them in the faith or by opening the door and allowing them the chance to minister. I want my kids and my nieces and nephew to remember that man, a man of faith and integrity. As I was laying there unable to sleep, I was thinking about my dad and I didn’t want his legacy to be a few bag of clothes we gave away or just a sick person. I look around and his legacy is so much more . I pray that they will see the faith he had and want the same.
My dad believed God for impossible things and they happened. I remember the dreams and visions that God gave him. He would weep when he shared them with us. The enemy came in like a flood and destroyed what God was doing, I will not dwell on that. I will be thankful that I know my Godly heritage.
My dad was robbed of his later years by an ugly nasty disease. Over the last few months he would say he didn’t understand why this was happening to him and I honestly didn’t have an answer. I do believe God is greater than any sickness, I believe that my children and grandchildren are blessed beyond this curse. I am believing for healing in family members that have this disease. My God is still healing and delivering. My dad did receive his ultimate healing I have no doubt about that. I do believe the enemy came in and stole these years from my dad because the work of his later years would have been greater than the earlier. Saying to goodbye to his earthly body was bittersweet. How’s a daddy’s girl supposed to face life without her daddy? I have learned that my Heavenly Father fills that void.
I know his spirit man is rejoicing in the presence of a mighty God. My heart hurts that my dad is gone but at the same time I rejoice that he is home. Today what are you facing? What miracle do you need? What giant is standing in your promised land? Let us stand with you in prayer. There is power in agreement. There is power in the name of Jesus. There is healing in the name of Jesus. There is deliverance in the name of Jesus. There are miracles in the name of Jesus. Don’t let the enemy rob you of anymore.
Joshua 24:15
15 But if serving the Lord seems undesirable to you, then choose for yourselves this day whom you will serve, whether the gods your ancestors served beyond the Euphrates, or the gods of the Amorites, in whose land you are living. But as for me and my household, we will serve the Lord.”
Proverbs 13:22: “A good man leaves an inheritance to his children’s children.” (NKJV)
