My dad was an amazing father. He loved the mountains of his birthplace in Massachusetts, he loved tennis and he loved his family. My husband best describes him as a perfect gentleman. Even before he retired from the workforce, he was diagnosed with Parkinsons. The progression was slow, but we noticed the slight tremor in his hand, especially when pouring his glass of orange juice in the morning or a glass of his favorite beer, Heineken (along side a dish of his goldfish snacks). He was quite aware of his unsteadiness, but he never let it stop him. Even when his challenges progressed, he didn’t let that hold him back from continuing to live life, and giving up his beloved game of tennis was never an option. He had a steady hand when it came to pouring his love into God, family and enjoying a good slice of pizza (or more).
We all may be aware, as we age, of things that change, facing our own unsteadiness and uncertainty in many ways, maybe even when you’re pouring that occasional glass of wine or your favorite beer. Our faith teaches us we shouldn’t fear what the future holds and embrace each moment, being thankful for even the days that may bring our own challenges. I certainly don’t want to lay down my own “tennis racquet” and wake up to just another day. We should all open our eyes every morning free of fear for what our day holds and pour our heart out to living the purposeful life that God intended. Don’t wait or waste one single day!
Let’s remind ourselves that Jesus poured out His life, His blood, His everything so that you and I would be washed clean. Why should we be fearful or be unsteady as we walk this journey? My dad looked at every day as a gift and showed it most by his love for us and pouring a glass, however unsteady, of his favorite Heineken.
I pray today that we can look at how we pour our own selves into the life in which God intended and blessed us and walk passionately and fearlessly with Him every day. Amen
“Trust in him at all times, you people; pour out your hearts to him, for God is our refuge.” Psalm 62:8
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