Dads are usually good at fixing things.  We often see them tinkering over a broken down lawn mower or under the hood of a car with a handful of tools.  They may not always know what they’re doing, but there is an ingrown ability to get to the root of a problem and try to find a solution. There are some things that just can’t be fixed by a human dad – like a broken heart, the sadness of depression, the longing for inner peace.

Imagine what our Heavenly Father experiences each and every day and night as His children come to Him with their prayers.  “Give me strength, give me wisdom, give me peace, give me joy.”  Gimmee, gimmee, gimmee! Multiply this by billions and it must sound like the annoying sound of a leaking  faucet. God isn’t like us.  He encourages me to come to Him with all my needs and concerns, but as a parent myself, I know it isn’t easy to hear a child’s constant asking over and over again. It’s like that nagging drip, drip, drip that won’t stop.

For God, who is all powerful, all knowing and always present, it’s a piece of cake.  After all He created the world, all that is in it and all the universe with its contents.  He didn’t need a blueprint.  The designed was in place inside of His head before it ever happened. So when we come to Him with our needs and prayers, He’s glad.  He loves us more than we know and has promised to answer our petitions.

He may not always give in to all our hopes and dreams, like an earthly father mightm just to keep his children quiet.  God will takes care of them as He sees fit, with our best interests in mind. He knows what’s best for us and His plan includes salvation and eternal life for us. As we look forward to Father’s Day this week, don’t neglect saying thank you to our Father, God.  He knows us inside out.  He loves us in spite of our human nature.  He is consistent in His discipline as well as His love.  He never falters. He’s always there. He also happens to be the greatest fixer of lost souls.

“But now, O Lord, you are our Father; we are the clay, and you are our potter;
  we are all the work of your hand.”  Isaiah 64:8



As I reach the end of my years, I find I have a lot of good information stored up in this old decrepit mind of mine. If I don't write it all down, it may vanish and no one will have the advantage of my thoughts. This is why this blog exists. I love the Lord, Jesus with all my heart and soul. I know I'm undeserving of all He's done for me, but I also know that His love is beyond my comprehension. I've always wanted to write. I never kept diaries, but tucked my thoughts in my head for future reference. I use them now in creating stories, plays, poetry and my blog. I continue to learn every day. I believe the compilation of our time spent with God will have huge affect on the way we live. I know I'm a sinner and I need a Savior. I have One through Jesus, Christ. My book, "Stages - a memoir," is about the seven stages of life from the perspective of a woman. It addresses all the things girls and women go through in life as they travel it with Jesus, and it is available on
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3 Responses to DADS WHO FIX THINGS

  1. hatrack4 says:

    Our son just finished a bookshelf, with cabinets at the bottom. He stopped short of what he wanted to do – not enough money for more cabinets and smaller shelves. Of course, his mother asked, “Where on earth did you learn how to do that!?!?!” meaning he did not get those skills from me. But then she remembered a couple of baby things, a crib and a changing table with a built-in bathtub slide out. I had to counterweight the sliding shelf to account for the weight of baby plus water. There were probably better ways to do it, but… The neighbors in Germany wanted me to make them one, but my tools were left behind in the USA.

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