15/06/2026
๐ ๐ ๐๐ฎ๐๐ต๐ฒ๐ฟ ๐ฎ๐ป๐ฑ ๐ ๐ ๐๐ผ๐ฟ๐ป๐ฒ๐ฟ๐๐๐ผ๐ป๐ฒ
๐ฉ๐ ๐ฌ๐๐ ๐ป๐๐
When I think of my Papa, I think of strength, faithfulness, and quiet love. He has always been our rock. He worked hard to provide for our family and made sure we had what we needed. When we were young, he played with us, laughed with us, and gave us memories that we still treasure today.
What I admire most is not just what he did for us, but who he chose to be through life's joys and sorrows. Even after Mama passed away, he continued to love her memory with the same devotion and respect. Through difficult seasons, he remained steady for his daughters, carrying burdens that we often did not see.
Whenever we were hurting, Papa seemed to know the right words to say. He listened, encouraged, and reminded us to keep going. Looking back, I realize that the strength we saw in him did not come from himself alone. It came from the Lord whom he trusted and served.
The Bible says, ๐๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฅ ๐ช๐ด ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ค๐ฌ, ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ๐ต๐ณ๐ฆ๐ด๐ด ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ช๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ณ." (๐๐ด๐ข๐ญ๐ฎ 18:2)
My father was never meant to be my foundation forever. Like all earthly fathers, he is human and imperfect. But through his love, sacrifices, and faith, he taught us where true strength is found. He pointed us to Christ, our eternal Cornerstone, the One who remains when everything else changes.
This Father's Day, I thank God not only for giving me a good father, but for giving me a father who helped me know the One who will never fail me.
Perhaps the greatest legacy a father can leave is not that his children depend on him forever, but that he leads them to depend on Christ.
