The Love of a Family

   When we’re little we rely on our dads to protect us and to provide for us. As I get older I find that I don’t need him always there. I find that I don’t like when my dad tickles me or when he’s around me when I’m with my “friends”. A while back I went to a camp and it was…….different…I mean I just wanted to cry and run away after the first day. It was just girls my age but I was reminded what the “normal” kid was like. They all swore and talked about subjects I was aghast they even brought up and the “adults” let them! When I got home from the camp I laid down on the floor and cried. I was so glad to be home. I may argue with my parents but they’re always there for me and they teach me what is right and what’s wrong! 

   Once when I got lost in the woods while hunting with my dad. I got totally turned around. I ran through the woods dropping my gun and trying not to cry because I was so afraid. I eventually shot my gun into a tree so my dad could find me. When he came out of the brush and trees…I was so close to crying…I was afraid he’d be mad at me for wasting a bullet and scaring away the deer. Instead, he had tears in his eyes and just said he was so scared he wouldn’t be able to find me and that the weather might have gotten worse. We walked 5 miles that day and according to his phone up 30 something flights of stairs. When we got back to the car, he asked if I remembered to pack sandwiches…I hadn’t. He reached behind him and pulled out some pizza he had grabbed…I might have been super sore from walking and tired from getting up early, but I will always remember that time I spent with my dad and the feeling I had when he found me (we never did get a deer that day…which was good because there was no way to drag it out).

   My dad is always there for me just like my heavenly daddy. He’s there for me 24/7 even when I’m lost and afraid He was there watching me and keeping me safe. Our family might embarrass us in front of our friends but they are always there for us. They are going to never leave us. My siblings and I might argue all the time, but I’ll never let either of my sisters get hurt without me knowing and doing something about it. We have trust in each other and you might have a close friend you really trust but a family’s love and trust is the one thing that is hard to find!

   I trust my dad to take care of me just like my siblings trust each other to be there if something happens. I want to thank God for the blessing of a strong protective dad, an amazing supermom, and silly, smart, loving and trustworthy siblings! ❤️

 

Let’s try to thank our family for their amazing love for us and that even though we fight and argue they’re there for us…I wouldn’t give my family up for anything!

Cherish the Moment by Ron Hamilton

1 Corinthians 13:4-8 — “Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails.”

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