To my son, Emmanuel on his birthday

28059339_1749536671776371_7579636256076358707_nToday marks the ninth trip around the sun for the little boy who carries the last name that I inherited from my father on to the next generation. I want to instill the following things in his life as he prepares to take on the world as a man some day soon.

I inherited some things from my own father that I would like to pass on to my only son. My dad was my hero as I was growing up. He did many things that I have come to appreciate greatly over the years. My dad had a kind heart. He never met a stranger and he would open his home to anyone. You could always count on some great advice over a hot meal or a cup of coffee. I watched my dad love on my friends and neighbors just as much as he loved on me. My dad was a man of few words, although, when he spoke, he imparted wisdom. He was an example in his actions more than he was in the words that he spoke. As I think back on my life at home with my dad, the Apostle Paul’s words ring in my ears. He wrote a letter to a church in the ancient city of Corinth. He dealt a lot with the subject of manhood. Continue reading