Today is my Dad's birthday. As I pondered how to describe him, so many things came to mind. He was the first man to capture my heart (I'm such a daddy's girl); he spent hours playing games and building additions for our playmobile, barbies, etc; he instilled a love of history and theology in me; and he taught me the depth of compassion. As I grew older he gracefully adjusted to my many crushes, my many mistakes, and my many moves. Through everything I always knew I was loved and special. I greatly admire his strong faith, his complete commitment to my mother (and the fact that he is still madly in love with her), but mostly I am forever grateful for the wonderful glimpse of God he showed me in his everyday life.
Here's to Opa:
M has started calling him Grandpal, because 'he's my best friend'
He is a great pastor.
Much funner to hear him read our nightly biblestories than me!
And seriously the hardest working person I know!
We love you Dad/Opa!! Hope you had a great birthday.