A Memory on Father’s Day
Father’s Day 2011. It was only about a week before Father’s Day 2004 when I last saw my dad. His health was very bad and was deteriorating swiftly. What I recall most about that visit was that we talked, cried, and prayed for three days. He reconfirmed his faith in Christ during those days, and just before I left, he told me he considered those days to have been appointed by God. He also requested that I speak at his… Read more »