I love My Dad

I just came home from doing a bunch of errands and a long bike ride and it's a bit difficult to be home alone so I usually blast the worship music or walk around with my iPod on to drown out my own ridiculous thoughts. ( that was a run-on sentence). Anyway, I grabbed a pillow and started crying, and I know I shouldn't because it takes forever to calm down and my nose gets really red. Weell, I was sobbing , but remembered I needed to bring the garbage can in and get the mail. There, by my door, was a big box of roses from my Daddy, with a very sweet note in it. Thank you so much Dad. They are beautiful and I love you so much. Needless to say I started crying even harder, not because I was more sad, but because I realized more blessings in my life. Parents who love me and are always there for me. I am so thankful. My Dad doesn't always feel that great either and I know this whole thing is difficult on him but my prayer is, and I know God is answering it, is that God will strengthen him in his faith and in his body. I love you Daddy.

Ephesians 5:1 Be imitators of God, therefore as dearly loved children, and live a life of love, just as Christ loved us and gave himself up for us as a fragrant offeing and sacrifice to God