Real-Life Father's Day Annecdotes
"Don't look at me in that tone of voice!"
After doing exactly what he had warned us never to do, "Don't do what I do, do what I say!"
My father always said if you make your bed hard, you must lay in it.
Who said life was supposed to be fun?!
My father's favorite saying was: "I brought you into this world and I'll take you out!"
This is a true story. One day, when I was about 19 years old, I was changing the toilet paper roll, and unfortunately dropped the wooden dowel down the toilet. My father was pretty angry with me for my mistake. But he set out to take apart the fixture to remove the dowel. He went into the basement to shut off the water, and wanted me to help. I unfortunately turned the wrong valve and he got blasted with water. When he got dried off, I drove him to the plumbing supply house for parts. By then I was even more upset, so when I parked the car I unfortunately got too close to the curb, rubbed the tire and got a flat. My poor Dad changed the tire, bought the parts, fixed the toilet, turned back on the water, and went on with his day. He passed away over 15 years ago, but I still remember his patience and restraint of that day. Happy Father's Day, Dad!
This is what my son said to me when he returned from boot-camp. "Dad, you're not as dumb as I thought".
On the occasion of my brother's 21st birthday, my Dad said," Happy Birthday son. Now that you are a legal adult, remember you can go to jail with the big boys!"
My dad had many favorite sayings: "You can lead a horse to water, but you can't make him drink." "Necessity is the mother of invention." "Meat's not meat 'til it's in the pan."
After hearing one of his sayings for the umpteenth time, we said, "Dad, that is such a cliche."
Without a second's thought, my dad repied with a smile, "Trite, but true."
TTR in Charlottesville
My father's wise words have kept me out of some trouble, but not all...he used to say frequently, "Whenever in doubt don't!" Unfortunately I didn't doubt enough. BB in IL
My father smoked for most of his life which may well have contributed to his death at 58. However, he did quit smoking at age 45. He said, "I started smoking when I was 15 to prove that I was a man, and I quit at 45 to prove the same thing.
Something that our dad said often and we used to finish it before he did:
It has been my experience through the years: that boys are a bad lot!
He loved us and never hit us and always let us us the car even though my brother died in it at 18.
My dad did not care for authority figures but one authority he NEVER challenged and now he shares it with HIM!
My dad always said "You can't get lost if you don't know where you are." clw in co
My dad always told me "If you stir in something long enough you will eventually get it on you" Allen, Phil Campbell,AL
When fishing with my Dad, we would often have to cross the stream. He carried my brothers and me until we were old enough to wear waders. I thought I was big enough to go it alone, but I soon realized, with the current sweeping me downstream, that I needed his big hand to hold onto me. So it is with God, our heavenly father.
DRA in Kansas
My dad had a rough life, his father died when he was 11 and he had two younger brothers to "look after" in the middle of the depression. He knew though that all would work out well for those who love God. His favorite saying was "Sing a Song". No matter what happened, he would say "Sing a song!" I thought it was strange when we lost our final football game when I was a senior and i came home very sad and dad asked me what was wrong, I told him and he said, "Sing a song!" Looking back on that day now over 32 years later, what wisdom he had. As my daughter came home upset about losing a game, what else could I say to her but "Sing a song." (By the way, dad could not carry a tune in a bucket but that didn't keep him from singing a song.) HRG in PA
My dad and myself, never really had a chance to know each other until I graduated from Bible college and was married. He was an active drinker (high volume) until I was a late teen. One Sunday afternoon as my wife and and I were leaving my parents house, I leaned over and gave pop a hug. He grabbed me very tightly and in my ear said "I love you son," - The first time I ever remember him saying that! I told him the same and left the house on cloud nine. That "tradition" has not changed for over 16 years now! Dads, TELL YOUR KIDS YOU LOVE THEM AND LOOK THEM IN THE EYE WHEN YOU DO IT!
My dad died just 11 years ago. He was a man who listened with his heart and said few things. He told me once that "behind it all (meaning all of life) is love", and "if we could just imagine how wonderful that love truly was, it would change our lives". That was his Gospel. I ponder it often. Sara
My father took me to the movies about twice a month the whole time I was growing up. What a patient guy he was through all those dumb kids movies. What a sport. But we made such a big rigamaroll out of getting ready - we'd go to the drugstore to buy chocolate bars and hide them in our coat pockets along with the popcorn we popped at home, too. This was not so much to save money, though concessions were just as expensive then as now. We were just having fun thwarting the system! When I became a teenager my father also became awfully busy at work and our "dates" dwindled to about once a month. He thoughtfully would invite whoever was my best girl friend at the time to come with us. This went on til I was sixteen and just too cool. However, my dad did work it so that we could go to the movies together after that. Whenever I got grounded for misbehaving, I was forced, forced! to go to the movies with my parents and sit in between them both! How awful! And always my friends would see me! Secretly, I loved it, though, being with my parents like that. Years later some of those friends remember how cool my folks were that they wanted to go to the movies with me - imagine that? God bles my father's playfulness!
As a self absorbed teenager preening in front of the family bathroom mirror for what must have seemed like an endless eternity to my usually patient father, that wonderfully wise father said: "You wouldn't worry about what people thought of you... if you knew how seldom they did!" Food for thought, eh? CW in N.Ont.
As a teenaged girl in the late 50's, my father always said to me, "You can always come home." It has been the basis of my theology every since. It got me through many times of sorrow and trouble in my young adulthood. I didn't have to go home, but the offer was there, warmly extended. PWinMA
stay out of that water until you learn how to swim.
Our kids were one, two, and three years old when we moved into our home in Florida. My wife had purchased a Tupperware, snap-together bird feeder for our back yard. As I assembled the parts and filled the feeder with seeds, I noticed my three year old son watching intently. I hung the thing on the end of the clothesline pole and instructed Aaron to not disturb it so that the birds will come to it. I went around the house to the garage and put the big sack of bird seed on a shelf. A minute later a sobbing little boy is walking into the garage. I quickly scanned him for injury or bee sting - nothing. "What's the matter, son?" I asked. Saying nothing, he took my hand and led me back to the birdfeeder. It was on the ground, a heap of plastic and birdseed. I looked down at my sobbing son, knelt down and held him. I could have barked something and scolded him but didn't. I reasoned that he knew he had disobeyed. He knew that his sin was evident and that he could not make it right. All he could do was seek out his father's love and forgiveness. What did it take for him to walk that long trek from the back yard to find me in the garage? What could he say that would excuse him? All he knew was the love of his father and the hope for forgiveness. Are not the scattered seeds of our sins also evident to our heavenly father? Dare we fumble with excuses as to why we did what we did? Our Father's love far surpasses any human love. He offered his Son to clean up the mess we make of our lives. That love is worth knowing and celebrating. Ch E, Ft Belvoir VA