"The righteous man walks in his integrity; his children are blessed after him." Proverbs 20:7
I am here visiting Mom in California for a few weeks. Eric was sweet and patient enough to let me stay and really spend time with Mom. The verse above Mom gave me a few days ago-she found it in one of her Bible studies-and it was part of a devotion about the perfect father. The devotion shares a story about her father and that he isn't perfect, but he gave her a glimpse of our Heavenly Father. I was lucky and blessed to have a Dad who did give me a glimpse of my Heavenly Father. Dad taught me strong lessons in trusting in God, being obedient to God and the importance of serving in church. Of course, I have a lot to learn in these areas, but I have two foundational examples to grow from-Dad and Mom.
I went the other day to Dad's grave; I admit I don't like spending much time there. Mostly because I don't feel him there at all. I know Daddy is in Heaven, and I am able to have comfort and peace in that. But, I did bring Dad carnations-my favorite flower and the ones he would always take the time to send me.
It is hard being home without him here. Everywhere in this house reminds me of him. But that is also a comfort.
In a few months, it will be a whole year since Daddy died. I don't know how I feel about that. I struggle daily with it. And no, I don't agree with anyone that it gets easier. It does not; you just learn to adjust to a scar across your heart.
