4 Lessons from Daddy

As Father’s Day is coming to an end, I am grateful to have been able to keep it together today. For my new subscribers who are not aware, my father passed away on August 1, 2016. Although the grief process is sometimes difficult, my journey of grieving my father has been full of peace, happiness, and great memories. Rather than languish in sadness, I decided that I would take joy in being able to remember him. That decision has served me well. Those difficult days of grief are very few and far between.

In my father’s passing, I learned so many beautiful things about who he was. If you ever met him, it didn’t take much to realize that he was a hardworking man, he was generous, and he LOVED working on cars.

A few months before he passed away, we spent an afternoon together as he performed some preventative maintenance on my car. We drove to a nearby Advance Auto location where he picked up parts that were needed. As we conversed, he shared a story of how he had done some work on a vehicle, for which he never got paid. Although I knew my dad could hold his own, I was disappointed and asked why he let people get away with not paying. He looked at me with tenderness in his eyes and said, “I know the good Lord will take care of me.”

To this day, those words touch my heart. As a woman of faith, I certainly know and understand God’s provision, but to hear my dad express that he wasn’t worried about his livelihood just because one person didn’t pay was such an honorable thing to me. My dad was a simple man. As long as he had what he needed, he was good.

On the other hand, what I love about the story that he shared is that he didn’t bother with chasing someone down to pay him. This didn’t just speak to his level of faith, but it spoke to a level of maturity as he was a man who knew how to pick his battles. This resonates with me because often we feel justified in fighting battles that have already been won. We have to learn to let go sometimes.

In the aftermath of my dad leaving his earthly body, I was blessed by the outpouring of love and resources. There were people literally looking for me to make a contribution towards his final arrangements. There were others who, in making contributions, made statements to assure my brother and me that they gave because they knew my father to be a generous man. Hearing this was comforting and reassuring because as I mentioned, my dad was a simple man. He didn’t have much, but what he did give made a difference in the lives of those who were on the receiving end. We are often encouraged to hold on to what we have, but my father was clear on the principle of giving and the fact that he would always have what he needs.

My dad lived what he taught me much more than he had to explain:

  • Be generous.
  • Walk in faith.
  • Pick your battles.
  • Live a life worth remembering.

If Daddy were here today, we probably would have enjoyed a day outdoors with some food on the grill, good drinks and maybe even a card game. I rest in the peace of being able to remember him and the things he loved to do, and I’m grateful to carry on the legacy of servitude and generosity. I hope these lessons give you something to consider as you continue on your journey. Be blessed. 🙂

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