For my Daddy…

There was a dream my Dad  always shared with me. Every chance he got he reminded me of this dream. I would shrug it off at times and say…ok Dad I hear you. Whatever…

Little did I know he was planting a seed. Every chance he got God used him to remind me of who I am. The dream went a little  something like this…

He would say…

Lisa I saw you as the grown woman. Walking around in a board room full of people and you were bossing everyone around. If you know me you know I can get a tad bossy at times in real life. He said he saw me writing checks and giving orders and everything  I said  happened. In the dream my Dad said “Excuse me young lady who are you?” Then I said “Dad quit playing you know it’s me Lisa” 

God showed my dad this dream when I was a child in grade school. As he told me the dream when I got older he would say the way I looked now was the woman God showed him in the dream. 

My father was not perfect but one thing I will always cherish is him showing me God is real, and reminding me of who I am in God over and over again. He kept chasing God no matter what; with his flaws and all. I understand now that the journey is not given to the swift but to the one that endures to the very end. I truly believe he fought to the end. He accomplished a lot and helped so many people. I know he died in peace because he  rebuilt the relationships that mattered the most to him which was with his children. I will forever be grateful for every prayer, every sermon, every door to door witnessing knock we went on as a family, every charitable act we encountered with him, every family dinner we had together, every time you told me not to talk with my mouth full at the dinner table, every “get your elbows off the table while you eat”, every fishing trip “even though I didn’t catch a thing”, every family moment in between, every family we took in that was in need, every mistake we saw him make, every call, every time he said he loved me and every time he said peace when we hung up the phone instead of bye. I am forever grateful for it all. 

You showed me this journey with God is not a perfect one but we get to walk it with a perfect God. I know now that my walk with God is one that was destined for me and I am forever grateful for my Dad! He started the work and his children will finish it 💙🕊️

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