My Daddy.

I want to tell you about my daddy. My daddy has always been a well known well liked man that has lots of friends all over the world. I remember growing up this was extremely annoying because we would always get stopped and he would have to talk for another 10 minutes or so and when you are hungry that is an eternity. When I was 8 almost 9 we went to Australia for 2 months so that daddy could speak all over the country. He didn't want to leave his family for that long so we went with him. I can remember thinking okay, good..we are on the other side of the world we won't have to get stopped every few minutes while daddy talks. Wrong. We were walking down a street in Brisbane, Australia and someone yells my daddy's name. That's just the way it has always been. He is a kind giving man and has always had a listening ear for anyone in need.

My father has been a professor, a preacher, an Executive Director, and a president. He was the favorite professor of many and inspirational to all! When you go to hear my daddy speak it is like sitting down to have a conversation with a friend. He knows how to capture everyone in the audience and have them listening to everything he says. Whether his is speaking to thousands or just a handful it doesn't matter he captivates. Boring is not in his repetoire.

I am the youngest of three daughters. I would always tag along with my daddy when he would go to pick some one up who needed a ride to church or on Saturday mornings when he would run errands. It was our time. Saturday morning breakfasts, changed to Sunday morning breakfasts, changed to Tuesday lunches. Our meals change to fit our schedules but they are always extremely important.

Most people don't have the relationship with their parents that I have with mine. Growing up I wasn't very cool. I had friends but I would much prefer to hang out with my parents or a small group. My parents are fun to be around and can make me laugh better than most! I treasure that quality in everyone. If you can make me laugh your name is going on a very short list!

My daddy loves to send cards. My freshman year of college he sent one every single day so that I wouldn't get lonely. He sent so many to camp that they made up a song just for me when I would get mail. He even started mixing it up by signing the cards from some random name and pretending he didn't know who it was from. Hallmark loves my daddy!

There are so many qualities that I love about my daddy. I am glad that God blessed me with him and I am proud everytime someone says "You are just like your daddy!" I hope so! I thank him for always loving me, for teaching me to love the Lord, and for always being a huge encouragement to me. I love my daddy.