Whenever my sisters or I got sick when we were little girls, my dad would come home from work with a little gift to help cheer us up. His tender heart just couldn't stand to see any of his girls hurting.
Today, my dad, after making yet another run to the pharmacy for me, for a medication change, brought me home a gift. My dear daddy bought me a bird feeder to hang off the Shepard's hook in my front flower garden. He filled it with seed and hung it up so that I could enjoy watching the birds out my front windows.
He still can't stand to see any of his girls hurting.
I hadn't thought of the little tokens of love he used to bring to us girls when we were down, for years. Until today. My dad has the most tender heart I have ever known. His love for me, my mom and my siblings is amazing. He is always so willing to help us out, to give all he can. In the last few days he has driven me to the doctors, because the roads were snowy and I was down to the use of one eye. He has driven 20 minutes one way to the pharmacy to pick up my prescriptions, twice. He has covered me with prayer. And he has lifted his little girl's spirits by buying me a bird feeder.
God knew what a perfect fit my daddy and I would be when he placed me in my parent's care. His love and tenderness are always just what this girl's heart needs. His love for our family is a close reflection of my heavenly father's love for us all.
Thank you Lord for blessing me with such a compassionate, loving father.
*Thanks also to my mom who has fixed us a meal, done my laundry, cared for my children and babied me in true mommy fashion. I love you!
**For any of you who are curious I am on the right in the picture with my dad.