The Hands Of My Father

fathers hand My Husband has offered to write his own inspirations this week for my blog. I am deeply thankful for his wisdom and insight into our everyday lives:

———————————————–A few years ago, as I was driving down the road, I notice something about my hands that were resting on steering wheel.  The skin, a little on the weathered side, the veins – bulging slightly from the years of steady service, and the tendons that connect the phalanges to the muscle tissue; those were my dad’s hands.    My mind traveled back in time and I remembered watching his hands on the steering wheel while we drove across the country to visit family in Minnesota.   A mix of emotion poured into my heart.  

As I get older, I see more and more of my natural dad emerging in me.   Even though we have not spent much time together over the years, I am a lot like him.   As I was trying to spend more time with him, I realize I was becoming more emotionally spent.    Reality is that part of my DNA make up is from the gentleman sitting across the table from me.   For better or for worse, I am a lot like my father.   I am not sure I want that.     

In sorting though my emotions, I came to a place of needing some Inspiration!   Then, I got a Letter authored by my Heavenly Father but written using the red ink from my wife Pamela’s pen.   The note had words that were like ointment that was placed into an emotional infection.   It helped me see the positive things in my dad and deal with the negative items that were bringing me into a fearful place.         

Focus on the Positive: 

The letter helped me see the positive things in my dad and appreciate them in myself.   My dad has deep wisdom.  It wasn’t an accident that he became a Psychologist in his career.   He knows how to listen, gain understanding, then give perspective to people so that can sort out their feelings.   That is a gift from above that I hope is exemplified in my life as I grow older.   

My dad is an adventurer.   Years ago he and my son set out from a cabin for a hike down Tonto Creek.   They came back energized because Grampa and Jonathan had an adventure of a lifetime.   Although Grampa was bleeding because he had slipped on a rocky ledge, that didn’t slow the two of them down.  A little blood only added to the story of their travels.    


Dealing with Fear:  

Although there are many positive traits my father possesses, there are things that I grew up with that I do not want to want to become.   How do I deal with the ugliness I see in my dad of being overly controlling, angry, and at times manipulative?   The answer was written in the Letter from The Father.     Where our early parent’s traits fall short; allow our Heavenly Father’s traits to take over in the spiritual man.   Understand that we have a new nature at work in us.   I have a relationship with “The Father” and His nature is at work inside of me.   His nature will supersede my earthly dad’s short comings if I allow it.    Christ died so that I can be connected back with The Father.    From that spiritual connection, His nature comes into my daily live.    The Word says in Galatians 5:



“22 But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, forbearance, kindness, goodness, faithfulness,23 gentleness and self-control. Against such things there is no law.24 Those who belong to Christ Jesus have crucified the flesh with its passions and desires.25 Since we live by the Spirit, let us keep in step with the Spirit”

So as I see my dad in me, I am learning to appreciate the positive things I have from him.  But, I am also growing in the awareness that I need to allow my spirit to grow in the nature of my spiritual Father.   The truth is that my Heavenly Father’s DNA is working in me.   That truth has given me deep hope and inspires my daily life.   I want to have “The Hands of My Father!”   Thank you Pamela for allowing Him to speak through you and inspire me in my walk with HIM !!  













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  1. It’s a good realization…and wonderful that your wife helped you in it…Diane

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