On Sunday, Father’s Day, I set out with my son Austin and fosterson Andrew to see my dad. He is retired, living in Sun City, Arizona. We drove for over 5 hours, said happy Fathers’ Day and enjoyed a couple hot days. We visited my grandma, Lucille Wagenknecht, who is doing well at 89, living in an assisted living home, and my cousin Lisa and her husband Gary who operate a Maui Wowie in Glendale. My brother Nathan and his new wife Julie arrived Monday. They are preparing to move to Torreon, Mexico, where Nate will continue as teacher of seminary students and congregational assistants throughout Latin American missions.
We owe so much to our fathers. Those of us who grew up with good fathers had a much better chance of becoming good parents, citizens, and faithful Christians. It has been said that jails are filled with young men who got tired of waiting for their fathers to keep their promises (promises to provide, to show up and spend time with them or to come home at night) that they went out and got into trouble by doing stupid things. Fathers, please make sure you always prioritize your children. Keep your promises to them. Teach them to know their Savior.
Now, I promised Austin I would take him to play tennis today. I’m going to go keep my promise.
Tags: fathers, fathers day, promises, tennis
