I started off and I’m ending up to be a pretty good dad.

For several years in between, notsomuch if I’m to be completely honest as I learned to be in recovery.

My best Father’s Day gift was the one I gave myself almost ten years ago at the hands of a very patient and very mighty God, my own true Father.

It has kept on giving to my growing family who will inherit this world when I am gone and makes me most proud to be and to have been part of their lives.

To all fathers still traveling the painful path of the hopeless, come home for Father’s Day and be the prodigal to which you’ve been called but have yet to answer.

It’s a gift that will bless your family for generations. It will make this one a Father’s Day everyone remembers.