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Tribute to a Father

Updated on June 8, 2008

Tribute to a Father

Some years ago, my foster father died. No one, except family and friends, really noticed. Even though he was WW I veteran, there were no flags lowered to half-mask, he didn't get a 21 gun salute or even a card of gratitude from the Army. In fact, even the newspapers didn't write about him, except in the obituary section. BUT he and my foster mother took me out of an orphanage when I was 9 months old, later adopted me, and provided a home for me. Fifty-Seven others also shared and came under the influence of thier love, discipline and guidence at various periods of their lives. Many maxims assisted in the molding of my life. Some were: "Self-discipline and acceptance of responsibility are to be expected."; Stand firm on you convictions, even if you stand alone"; and "It's not how long you live, but what you accomplish while you are alive that count." These philosophies weren't just idealistic verbalizations on dad's part, but realistic examples demonstrated by him daily. Whenever Dad or Mom were needed, they were there. The constancy of their presence helped ingrain in me the psychological entity known as security. Because I was able to have confidence in my earthly father, it increased and stabilized my confidence in the heavenly Father. In reviewing, once again, the influence dad had on my life, his death has served to remind me once again of the importance and the responsibility which God has place on fatherhood. It would be tragic indeed that I should be so busy trying to "save the world" that my own children would go to hell. Physically my father is dead - yet he lives. He lives for an eternity with Jesus, and his influence lives in me.


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      Michelle Simtoco 9 years ago from Cebu, Philippines

      As I read your hub, I can reflect that how we lived has so much impact on our children and those around us. Your father seems to be a very good person. He has raised you well. :-) What a legacy!