Thursday, January 31, 2013

life worth living

Spent part of the day, my dad's birthday, reading through one of my dad's prayer journals. It is a gift, and it is a struggle. I can hear his heart's cry in every page, and I see his faith and hope and love... and it makes me miss him. He was a truly precious gift.





"All the most dramatic things happen at home, from being born to being dead. What a man thinks about these things is his life: and to substitute for them a bustle of electioneering and legislation is to wander about among screens and pulleys on the wrong side of the pasteboard scenery; and never to act the play. And that play is always a miracle play; and the name of its hero is Everyman."
-G.K. Chesterton, Irish Impressions

1 comment:

Cary Bright said...

What an honor it was to have been one of his daughter's. His legacy has given you so much. Please enjoy those gifts and feel the love and joy everytime you think of him. He will always stay close to you and your family.


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