I never seemed to be that close to my father during is lifetime; yet, since his death to this day, I think of him more deeply and try to express to him how important he was and is to me. Here I am, close to my 78th birthday remembering that he lived on earth only 70 years. I so honor him for those years and love him for his love, care, and thoughtfulness while he was here with us. I am is sure that his place with God is most wonderful and full of all the joys he certainly never had here on earth.
He was a very good man and faithful to all that God gave him to do as a son, husband, and father. He loved deeply and prayed powerfully for all of us. He was unselfish and while life dealt harshfully with him, he somehow maximized the talents God gave him and gave life to his family in abundance. His “financial” estate was meager because he spent everything to the end doing good. Perhaps I exaggerate a little but I think I am saying what God said to him as he entered the Kingdom in 1970 – earth time.
I don’t think I said so much about him to others while he was with us so, I am trying to say this about him to my family who knew too little about him. It says little about practical aspects of his life but hopefully conveys his beautiful soul. Today is the feast of St. Isadore, the farmer – dad’s feast day – and dad like Isadore [try Googling St Isadore the Farmer] was a simple good man who gave glory to God by striving to live a good life. He was a wonderful father to me – far better than I deserved – because God is so good!