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Topic: Father (as in paternal parent, not God) (04/10/08)
TITLE: Calling Him Daddy
By Pamela Kliewer
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My dad is a very quiet man and was especially so when I was growing up. He rarely raised his voice at us kids, but when he did we knew he was upset. I remember one time in particular when I was fifteen and learning to drive. I had never backed the car before and he was having me back out of our somewhat long driveway. I turned the wheel the wrong way and hit the cement tub in the flowerbed. He yelled at me to get out of the car. He asked my forgiveness later. Our family had begun practicing seeking forgiveness about five years prior to that incident.
I don’t want to paint a negative picture of my dad, because that would be a lie. We were a church going family and he made sure we were in church every Sunday. There were also times when he would lead the family in devotions during the evening. I know he wanted us to grow in our faith. I think though, that due to how his own father was when he was growing up, it was hard for him to know how to be a father in himself and he did the best he could with what he had.
I remember one event that had quite an impact on me. When I was in fourth grade I was in Camp Fire Girls as a Blue Bird and one evening there was dinner to go to as a Father/Daughter date. I was so proud to go in on my Dad’s arm and so pleased at how he treated me with such respect by opening doors for me and taking my hand.
I believe my dad has become more of a father to me in the last ten years than he ever was when I was growing up. I see him being more real: sharing more of his heart and actually telling me he loves me. The first time he told me he loved me on the phone, without me saying it first, I glowed for days. Now when we talk on the phone he says it almost every time and he also says it to me in person.
In the last year or so, I have desired to call the man who is my father, Daddy, rather than Dad. Daddy says I love you in a way that’s different than calling him Dad. It puts him in a very special place in my heart that no one else has, evoking feelings of being cuddled in a blanket on a cold winter night.
I said earlier that my dad was really quiet when I was growing up. That’s not the case so much any more. He’s come out of the shadows and I’m learning more of who he is and what’s in his heart.
To see the changes in my dad and know he’s willing to share his heart with us now, has brought me deep joy. My soul sings with delight that he does.
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