Yesterday was Father\u2019s Day. One year, I wrote a poem for my Dad, entitled \u201cThanksgiving on Father\u2019s Day\u201d in which I thanked him for being a model father, demonstrating for me how to be a Dad, a grandfather, and a great-grandfather. He was so proud of the poem, he actually framed it, and hung it in the hallway of his home. Last year on Father\u2019s Day I was standing in a Palliative Care room of Vanderbilt Hospital in Nashville, Tennessee, watching the doctor extubate my younger brother, and thinking, how he and Dad were about to have a great, heavenly reunion. I\u2019m going to have a similar reunion one of these days, for I believe, as did they, that \u201cto be absent from the body\u201d is to be \u201cpresent with the Lord\u201d (2 Corinthians 5:8). I\u2019m ready, just not anxious. The late American writer, Clarence \u201cBud\u201d Kelland, could have been describing my Dad, when he wrote about his own father, \u201cHe didn’t tell me how to live; he lived, and let me watch him do it.\u201d Yesterday, I wished I could have communicated with my Dad again and thanked him for things I watched him do, that I didn\u2019t understand years ago when he died. Someday I will get to thank him again. If your Father is still alive, I trust you thanked him yesterday. If not, there is no better day than today. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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