Happy Father's Day to all the Dad's, Grandpa's, and men who love kids like their own. I'm so lucky because I have such a wonderful Dad. He became a preacher when I was probably 5 or 6. I can't recall exactly. My parents were part of a gospel singing group and I'm not positive when he went from singer to preacher. We lived in Calico Rock, Arkansas when he became a pastor. His first church was in Violet Hill and then he became pastor of our hometown church. We've been many places around Arkansas since then and now we are in Texas. I am constantly touched and amazed by the comments I receive on my Facebook or Myspace from people in our past churches. There are so many who say how gentle and special my Dad is and how he touched their lives. I won't lie, it was a pretty rough road at times being a preacher's kid. Some people put us up against a higher standard, we often moved and left our home, friends, and family. Then sometimes the offering wasn't as much and we barely scraped by, but I'm so thankful for all the people I have known. I'm blessed to see what a difference God can make in lives. And, not many people can say that their Daddy walked them down the aisle, then stepped up on the platform and performed their marriage ceremony! I'm definitely a Daddy's girl and I think my Daddy is the most special guy on the planet.
Of course I'm in tears now. He always has a way to get straight to my heart! I love you Daddy!!