| My Dad's Good Name |
| Looking back upon growing up I have only a few memories, before the age 6 or 7, of my Dad. Yes, memories come to me from that age I sure do thank God for the Father I had. They are good feelings and though the time was long ago, some have come back. Dad and I were everyday buddies, we always knew where each other was at! My Dad let me know about God, Jesus and the Holy Ghost who I could have inside my heart! So, as I grew older and was called to accept Jesus I had the faith to make a brand new start! Yes, my Dad was a saved man and he had a very easy going spirit that rubbed off on me - so to speak. I am very thankful that he taught me life's lessons and entrusted me with his good name to keep. written 4/10/2005 |
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