A Father’s Day Tribute

A Father’s Day Tribute

I have some great memories of times with Dad: baseball games, including riding the “Southern Crescent” passenger train from Birmingham to Atlanta, watching the Braves play, and then catching the last Delta flight back to Birmingham. I also remember the time Dad took me on the train he was engineering to Columbus, Mississippi. On the way, he dropped me off at Lost Creek, where I spent several hours fishing and exploring, then picked me up on the way back.

After I moved out, went to college and married, Dad and I were perhaps even closer. He was my “go-to” person for practical advice. I’ll never forget the weekend we were presenting a seminar in Dr. Charles Stanley’s church in Atlanta. Dad drove over from Birmingham and spent the weekend driving Dr. Minirth, Dr. Meier and me to and from sessions, meals, and our hotel.

Now that I’m a father, grandfather and great-grandfather (am I really that old?), I’m most thankful for a father who loved me, encouraged me, nurtured me in Scripture and disciplined me as needed. Dad celebrated his 100th birthday in February–in heaven!

May those of us who are fathers live up to that high standard found in Scripture.