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Often times fathers are misunderstood and for those who have been given the role they can attest it is not easy. But many of them would not trade it for the world. And so on today this 3rd Sunday in June 2011 I honor you.

A Father’s Love
Characteristics of the heart of a father


A Father’s Love

Will go to the end of the earth
Save at all cost
Protect Fiercely
……. And Love tenderly

Even when it’s difficult
Through hard times
Times of misunderstanding
In times of crisis
Still demanding that which leads
To a safe landing
………. He will love in spite of

Your limited perspective
Adjusted view
Rationales of how you thought
He should love you
……..just to reveal the greater love

The love that it takes
To endure blind eyes
And your deep hurt
The kind that keeps pushing
When everyone feels hurt
……to prove that love conquers all

When life has threatened
Everything you know
Missing facts that lead
To many different roads
But thank God
Every fork in the road has a

      Centered point


That can tie you all together
One heart knit
Closely to sustain
Separation, disagreement
Wrongs and I wish I hadn’t
Holding on to the point of love
That still remains strong
Even though all of this has happened
……A father’s heart still beating still standing
And it isn’t until you realize
All that he went through
That your heart swells with tears
Overcome with emotion
Once you realized
That what he was trying to say
Was simply……I love you.

~T.G.~

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