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" Now being that I was raised Southern Baptist in small town NC, I can assure you that I have heard the phrase "his only begotten son" a few times.
It was made mention of in the first Bible verse that I learned, John 3:16.
Although I can still recite the verse to this day, I must admit that I never gave much thought to what begotten really means until recently.
I love you dad.
Mentor & Friend: Being a parent of two beautiful little girls myself, I realize how my actions are exemplified through them.
Some good and unfortunately some bad.
As a child I had my eye on dad all of the time.
I am sure that I had thoughts of being just like him.
I don't know if I realized it then, but I certainly do now! Almost everything I learned during my early years, I learned it from dad.
I can remember playing baseball, basketball, football, golf, etc.
with my dad as I was growing up.
Growing up, I played all kinds of organized sports.
I don't recall him missing many games, no matter how far he had to drive nor what kind of hours he had put in that day.
If he could be there, he was there.
He was, is, and will always be my best friend.
I don't think that I would have been involved in sports at all, had it not been for him.
Work Ethic & Leadership: His work ethic is second to none.
I believe that this was something that his father instilled in him, and he has passed it on to me.
I can remember my dad getting up early in the a.
m.
to go to work and returning late in the evening.
I cannot remember him ever missing work nor complaining about having to work, and I mean ever.
I now realize that work was not something dad had to do, but something he wanted to do.
He wanted to work because he felt accountable for my well being, as well as my mother's and little sister's.
Wisdom & Discipline: Oh boy, the truth comes out now.
I know its hard for those of you that know me to believe this, but I am no angel.
I can remember getting; well, we will just say punished.
At the time I thought my dad was the worst human being in the world.
"I hate you", I would say.
Softly enough so that he couldn't hear me, of course.
Or at least he acted like he didn't hear it.
I had no idea about the lesson that I was learning as far as accountability and respect are concerned.
My dad was a disciplinarian to me to say the least, and I am thankful of that.
I can honestly say that no matter how mad I got with him, I have never stopped respecting the man.
I only hope that some day my two daughters look up to me, as I do to him.
I Love You Dad And Thank You, Your Son
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