My Father's Daughter

This is the dance my Daddy and I shared on my wedding day.  I hope you can see the love in this picture; it's the most precious experience I've ever had with my dad.

I have been blessed beyond measure in my relationship with my father.  I know this is something not every girl experiences, and I am thus all the more thankful for it.  My dad has always been a great role model to me.  I've always looked up to and greatly respected him.  I remember once riding my bike through town and a little girl who happened to be one of my dad's students saw me and called out, "Hi--Mr. H's daughter!" because she couldn't remember my name.  I was tickled and honored to be referenced by my father's name.

As a Christian, I desire to be known as my Father's daughter: a child of God.  My Daddy has always been the image of Christ in our home, as the spiritual leader of our family, by loving and honoring my mother, and by serving us all selflessly.  Just as I am blessed to be called his daughter, so I am blessed to be a child of God.

My dad and I have been blessed with a very close relationship all my life.  I have sweet memories of spending time with him in the garage while he worked on some carpentry project, or visiting him at work, sitting beside him on the organ bench, and when I was very small, visiting his 8th grade classroom when he was a homeroom teacher.  I've seen him touch the lives of hundreds of students as they've passed through his music classroom.  I've seen him be a blessing to the pastors and teachers he's worked with over the years.  And as much as he serves others, he is the greatest blessing to his family.

Daddy, I'm proud for everything you are and all you've done.  I'm honored and blessed to be your daughter.