My Dad is a true man

My Dad does not know how much he means to me. He does not know how much I appreciate his tirelessness in going far out of his way for me. He does not know that I do listen to him and take on board his suggestions. He does not know that I notice the man that he is and take pride in calling him "Dad". My Dad is a true man.

He does not act selfishly. He fights for those that he loves. He openly imparts wisdom. He knows when to speak and when to be silent. He leads well. My Dad is a true man.

He is an encourager, a worker, a dreamer, and a man abounding in love through his actions. My Dad is a true man.

Thank you for teaching me so much. I have been watching. I have been listening. I love you, Dad.

Let go of the bird

Freedom. By setting someone else free, you are setting yourself free too. Holding onto a bird harbours a particular inwardness. Set your eyes out and up. Let them fly free and you will fly too- nay- you will soar!

Freedom. Someone wise once told me that you can find freedom in forgiveness. That it's like standing in a cage with the door open and all you have to do is walk out. It is then that you would be free of the burden of your own grudge.

Freedom. Rules give the appearance of restricting and imprisoning. Ever considered the joy of boundaries? Knowing where is wise and unwise to tread?

So why don't you let go of the bird, Evelyn? Walk out of the cage and be free to live under the shelter of wise choices.