Sunday, June 16, 2013

Why I Love My Father

Since last year, I didn't write a post on Father's Day about my father, I thought it would be a good to write about him this year.

My Father has always been someone I look up to. When I was born, he had just started his career as a lawyer. And when I got older that transitioned to him becoming a judge. There is not another person in the world that I think deserves to be a judge more than him. He's a very moral and fair person. He stays calm in crises and is wonderful at calming people down and getting them to make compromises with one another.

When I'm upset, I often go to him because he's so good at calming me. Because he taught me that all adversities that I face in the world are there to make me a better person. Instead, of being depressed about things like that I was bullied growing up, I should rejoice in the strength it gave me to face enemies as an adult and also sympathize with people that I would have otherwise not understood.

Sometimes my emotions wage strongly inside me and sometimes I hate unfairness in the world, but his guidance has stopped me from dwelling on it. He's taught me that revenge isn't usually the right answer. And has shown me on occasion how to make peace with people who are angry at me at times. It can hurt to do it, especially when you feel you're in the right, but overall be beneficial in the end.

When I went to church growing up, my Dad was always sacrificing himself and most people didn't even know it. He did slideshows for the music in the church. He organized the offering. Fixed up the church when it was breaking. Cleaned the inside on many occasions and even shoveled snow. He was a deacon who regularly tithed.

He wasn't thanked every week for what he did and he rarely was in the spotlight. He did the right thing for the sake of doing the right thing, which made him a good role model for me.

Even when I'd get angry at people at my church sometimes for not behaving the way I wanted them to, he'd talk to me about how much more wonderful it would be for me not to expect so much from them, but to give more of myself and see what happens.

My Dad and I sometimes fight. We've had our problems, but in the end he has always been there for me. I am very lucky to have him.

Happy Father's Day to all the wonderful fathers out there!