Years of time spent trying to understand this man, much my senior and finding that I had grown to love him immensely. Home, sweet Home he would say, as we pulled into the garage to carry him home. I remember my youthful zeal to try to serve him in his elderly crankiness and his cultural differences from me. Can I understand this great man who has 10 men reared and I am just a child. I cried many tears of misunderstanding. I will never get it. I will never understand. I will never please him. That was true. But God put him in my life for me and not for him. I do understand that now. His words chime back to me, as much as my own father's. "Let Jesus lead you... All De way!"
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