Dear Dad,
God made us part of each other lives 27 years ago and I cannot thank Him enough for that gift. We are not the overly-affectionate kind, but you have taught me that we are very much the grateful kind, and many other good kinds of kind to be. I know that I have not become all that you wanted yet, and in some ways I may never be, but I want you to know that for everything I am not, there’s Mastercard. I kid. For all that I am not, there are all the ways that I am undeniably yours, and I am so grateful for those.
In every little part of who I am I can see you. We love to see things done well, and that often seems like seeing things done our way - a very particular way. We share food as a love language - with all the same tastes like fresh french bread crackling as we tear off the first piece. We share an affinity for good films that depict the most genuine, tragic, and hopeful aspects of humanity. We are equally stirred by good music, which transcends every difference there is between every man. We can talk so much about the things that matter to us. We love to hear and love to tell a good story.
We do not care for duplicity. We are not fond of those who would abuse or otherwise misuse their power. We cannot stand injustice. We also don’t like onions, or understand cornflake casseroles.
We share so many likes and dislikes, but more than that, there are parts of my character that I have inherited from you.
I have your relentless work ethic that persists in the face of adversity and drives you to succeed in every arena. I have your critical eye and analytical mind that cannot avoid seeing room for improvement everywhere that I look. I have your heart that breaks for people in need of things they know of and things that they do not. I have your passion for seeing students grow not only in knowledge, but in personal development as well. I have your penchant for hospitality and hold your view of that as an opportunity for ministry. I have your resolution that compels me to stand my ground on any and every thing that I believe to be worth fighting for. Most importantly, I have inherited your faith foundation.
In all these ways and more, I am undeniably yours, and I hope you know that I am exceedingly proud of that.
I hope that you are too.
Happy Father’s Day.
Love,
Moriah