Fields of Blessings on Father's Day

On Father's Day we take the time
To turn our thoughts to dad
Thank him for the home he gave
For all the things we had.

We think about the fleeting years
Too quickly , gone for good
It seems like only yesterday
I'd go back if I could.

A time when dad was always there
No matter what the weather
Alway s strong when things went wrong
He held our lives together.

He strived so hard from day to day
And never once complained
With steady hands, he worked with the land
And kept the family name.

He taught us that hard work pays off
You reap what you sow
He said that if you tend your crops
Your fields will overflow.

My harvest has been bountiful
He taught me how to give
In his firm and steadfast way

Dad dwells among the angels now
He left us much too soon
He glides across a golden field
Above the harvest moon.

I see him in the fields of grain
He rides upon the wind
And when my path is beaten down
He picks me up again. — Marilyn Ferguson

Eph.1 :3-6 Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, who has blessed us
in the heavenly realms with every spiritual blessing in Christ. For he chose us in him
before the creation of the world to be holy and blameless in his sight. In love he
predestined us to be adopted as his sons through Jesus Christ, in accordance with his
pleasure and will — to the praise of his glorious grace, which he has freely given us
in the One he loves.

Happy Father's Day to all our fathers …
—Gary Rivers