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| Day 19/365 (1/19/2012) |
No matter how old I get, my father will always be Daddy (all right, sometimes he's Daddy-O, Papa, or Papa-san). I got to spend some golden hours with my Daddy today, all topped off with lunch at Baker's. I felt like a little kid on a date with her childhood knight in shining armor.
I have a rich heritage, an incredible father, and blood I am incredibly proud of on both sides. Most importantly, I have been pointed all my life to the richest heritage of all: my heavenly Father. Abba. Daddy.
"26Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they?"
Matthew 6:26
*For my own remembering, that is my grandfather's ring on my dad's finger. More heritage!
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