In Loving Memory Of My Dad
Anyone can be a father, but it takes someone special to be a DADDY!
William J. Rudolph
Sept. 09, 1925 - Jan. 17, 2005
He was retired from the U.S.A.F. having
served in WWII, Korea and Vietnam.
Full Military Honor
Florida National Cemetery
Bushnell, Florida
Joseph, Corinne, & Francis
My father was a very wonderful man. He taught me so much about love and life. This page is dedicated in his honor.
Fathers are Special
"The glory of children are their fathers." (Proverbs 17:6)
A father's job is a lot more complicated
today than it was for previous generations of dads. Instead Today's father is
expected to be right there in the delivery room, and more often than not, he's
helping to guide his newborn into the world and cut the cord that connects
mother and child.
The job that begins in the delivery room is one that continues throughout a
child's life. The father's role, whether his child is a toddler or a teenager,
is to encourage that tentative youngster to stretch his abilities. He is both
teacher and coach to his young ones as they mature and take their first wobbly
steps into a world filled with many challenges.
If you are fortunate enough to be able to talk to your father, thank him today
for what he has meant to your life. If your father is no longer living, then
thank your Heavenly Father that you had a dad who cared about you. Or, you may
have painful memories and we pray that today you will be able to let go of that
hurt.
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Dear Father in heaven, today is a special day for families. You ask that we honor our fathers and I want to start with You. Thank you for sending Your son and for being the ultimate example of what a father should be: compassionate, caring, strong, and wise. In Jesus' name, Amen.
Let not your heart be troubled: ye believe in God,
believe also in me. In my Father's house are many
mansions: if it were not so, I would have told you. I
go to prepare a place for you. And if I go and
prepare a place for you, I will come again, and
receive you unto myself; that where I am, there ye
may be also.
John 14:1-3
I'm Free
Don't grieve for me, for now I'm free.
I'm following the path God laid for me.
I took God's hand when I heard the call;
I turned my back and left it all.
I could not stay another day
To Laugh, to love, to work or play.
Tasks left undone must stay that way,
I found that place at the close of day.
If my parting has left a void,
Then fill it with remembered joy.
A friendship shared, a laugh, a kiss.
Ah yes, these things, I too, will miss.
Be not burdened with times of sorrow,
I wish you the sunshine of tomorrow.
My life's been full, I savored much,
Good friends, good times, a loved one's touch.
Perhaps my time seemed all too brief;
Don't lengthen it now with undue grief.
Lift up your heart and share with me-
God wanted me now, God set me free.
What
Makes A Dad
God took the strength of a mountain, The majesty of a tree,
The warmth of a summer sun, The calm of a quiet sea,
The generous soul of nature, The comforting arm of night,
The wisdom of the ages, The power of the eagle's flight,
The joy of a morning in spring, The faith of a mustard seed,
The patience of eternity, The depth of a family need,
Then God combined these qualities, When there was nothing more to add,
He knew His masterpiece was complete,
And so, He called it ... Dad
~Author Unknown~
When the good Lord was creating fathers, He started with a tall frame. And a female angel nearby said, "What kind of father is that? If you’re going to make children so close to the ground, why have you put fathers up so high? He won’t be able to shoot marbles without kneeling, tuck a child in bed without bending, or even kiss a child without a lot of stooping."
And God smiled and said, "Yes, but if I make him child size, who would children have to look up to?"
And when God made a father’s hands, they were large and sinewy.
And the angel shook her head sadly and said, "Do You know what You’re doing? Large hands are clumsy. They can’t manage diaper pins, small buttons, rubber bands on pony tails or even remove splinters caused by baseball bats."
God smiled and said, "I know, but they’re large enough to hold everything a small boy empties from his pockets at the end of a day…yet small enough to cup a child’s face."
Then God molded long, slim legs and broad shoulders.
The angel nearly had a heart attack. "Boy, this is the end of the week, all right," she clucked. "Do You realize You just made a father without a lap? How is he going to pull a child close to him without the kid falling between his legs?"
God smiled and said, "A mother needs a lap. A father needs strong shoulders to pull a sled, balance a boy on a bicycle or hold a sleepy head on the way home from the circus."
God was in the middle of creating two of the largest feet anyone had ever seen when the angel could contain herself no longer. "That’s not fair. Do You honestly think those large boats are going to dig out of bed early in the morning when the baby cries? Or walk through a small birthday party without crushing at least three of the guests?"
And God smiled and said, "They’ll work. You’ll see. They’ll support a small child who wants to "ride a horse to Banbury Cross" or scare off mice at the summer cabin, or display shoes that will be a challenge to fill."
God worked throughout the night, giving the father few words, but a firm authoritative voice; eyes that see everything, but remain calm and tolerant.
Finally, almost as an afterthought, He added tears. Then He turned to the angel and said, "Now are you satisfied that he can love as much as a mother?"
And the angel shutteth up!
By Erma Bombeck
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