If anyone ever asked me about my daddy, I would try to talk about him for hours. I would talk about his incredible commitment to serving the Lord, his heart for others, how I am the biggest daddy's girl on the face of the earth, and how he is a 23 year old inside a 45 year old man's body. I would tell you about how hard he works to support our huge family, about how much I adore him, our similar personalities, how his leadership has shaped me as a young woman, and about how he walks around on his hands and loves to ride around on his unicycle. I would think back and smile remembering when I was little and he would fly me around on his hands and then drop me on my bed so I would almost bounce back up to the ceiling. I couldn't ever wait until bedtime. Then, he would be accompanied by my beautiful mother and we would say our prayers and sing a bedtime song.
You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. You make me happy when skies are gray. You'll never know dear how much I love you. Please don't take my sunshine away.
The relationship I have with my parents is a gift from the Lord. Sometimes, I look at how my friends and peers interact with their parents and I realize how blessed I am. For example, a few semesters ago I was going through an extremely difficult time. I went to bed in tears and woke up the same way. I stared at my phone for 10 minutes trying to decide on whether or not I wanted to call my momma. I knew if I called her she would make me feel better and she would begin praying for me without hesitation. However, I also knew that calling her would involve me talking to her, which was something I definitely didn't feel like doing. After going back and forth in my mind for quite a while and contemplating what I wanted to do, my phone begins to ring. Can you guess who it was? Yep, it was momma. As soon as I answered, she knew something was wrong. "Aly, what is it"? While on the phone with her, my daddy texted me. It read: DLA mucho! DLA meaning Daddy loves Aly, which is something we have said to each other for years as a little reminder we are thinking about each other. Momma and I talked for about half an hour and before we hung up I asked her, "Mom, why did you call?" She didn't know. She said that she just had a feeling that I needed her. Maybe it was a mother's instinct? I believe that it was Christ. He knew what I needed. I needed comfort and prayer when I was doubting Him in my life.
After talking to my parents last night on Skype, I was thinking about how crazy much I miss them and about how amazing they are. The thing is, I never actually say anything. I know how incredible my daddy is, but does he? It's about time I told him.
"Love God, your God, with your whole heart: love him with all that's in you, love him with all you've got. Write these commandments that I've given you today on your hearts. Get them inside of you and then get them inside your children. Talk about them wherever you are, sitting at home or walking in the street; talk about them form the time you get up in the morning to when you fall into bed at night. Tie them on your hands and foreheads as a reminder; inscribe them on the doorposts of your homes and on your city gates".
-Deuteronomy 6:5-9
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