Dad

My dad, in the most respectful way, is a nut! If you know me and think that I’m funny, I’m not; dad is hilarious. We were on a gambling cruise ship late one night and everyone on board was ready to call it a night and go home. Dad got the great idea to get up on stage and address the crowd. He went up; three minutes later he had everyone laughing when he got done the people from the ship asked him to come back. He asked them if they would give him his money back that he lost at the tables. (They didn’t, so dad didn’t go back either!) Growing up with my dad was fun he took us different places all the time bought us anything we wanted with in reason. Took me hunting and fishing where and whenever he could (he would even take me out of school early when my grade were good so we could go hunting). I have always been a big kid (husky) so I went through clothes quickly. All of the new Jordan’s, new pairs of custom boots; done. If I wanted a new Nintendo game I got a new latest and greatest toy I got it I wanted a new gun or fishing reel within a birthday Christmas or earned it by working for him. When I wanted a dirt bike (well he drew the line there) but got a three wheeler (just as dangerous). Bought me a truck told me to pick it out (I wanted one off the lot he drew the line there too F350 crew cab) When I graduated high school he told I didn’t have to work while I went to college (he paid for college as well) but no I was making $$$$ and knew more than he did so a little after a year I dropped out of college (stupid) and was making two to three grand a week contentiously! My problem was is I thought all the local bars needed my money more than I did! (I.e. there are girls at bars, very pretty girls). It was not fun to grow up with dad when I made mistakes. When I messed up that meant his belt and my ass had a meeting. It’s fun now a days whenever I mess up, he tells me a joke or teaches me a lesson minus the belt (although the belt might not cost me as much as it does now) After all this time dad really does love me and until here recently, I had forgot to thank him and tell him I loved him. I am lucky to still have my dad and be able to tell him that I love him(we both kind of choke up when we do that…what a bunch of sissy girls right?)

That’s the kind of love God has for you! He wants you to love him the same way he loves you! He wants that same kind of relationship you hopefully have with your dad like I had with mine. God didn’t take anything away from me, I did that on my own. God will try to teach you a lesson, it’s up if you want to listen and learn from it. If you trust in Him, He will give you whatever you NEED. He may bless you with what you want but remember what the WANT is for… “God I NEED a new truck so I can impress the ladies so I can get a HOT one” I use to think this too…Really, if you NEED a truck for this your looking for the wrong lady to begin with…God I NEED a great paying job so I don’t ever have to worry about money again…If you trust in Him he will provide you with everything you NEED. Or God I NEED a house keeper or nanny so I can have time for other stuff in my life (sometimes you get what you ask for. I know someone that got a nanny/housekeeper/secretary and now she is the guy’s wife and the lady that asked for the helper lives…. well you get the idea) Or God I NEED to get a boob job because it will make me look better for my future husband. Lady you’re looking for the wrong husband. God made someone for everyone (hey just so everyone knows there is nothing wrong with getting a boob job. What do you plan on doing with that/them. If you’re doing it for “issues” Ok but if you had God in the first place you would be confident in yourself through Him)