When you are snowed in six days out of seven, the grade school Christmas Concert, a clear day, and snow-plowed roads, never occur at the same time so Dad hooked up the horse and cutter. (A cutter is a small sleigh pulled by one horse). Because of space, Dad and Cousin Don took turns running along side.
Whenever I think about that evening, I hear the men dragging their lungs for air. I see them leapfrogging over one another as they exchange places in the moving vehicle. After a 3.8 mile run, both Dad and Don rejoiced wordlessly when the old school came into sight. I don’t remember the concert, but I do remember putting my boots on afterward and thinking it odd that they were so tight.
Anyway, the trip home was a repeat of the trip over; except for more pronounced gasping. The next day, during a blizzard, Dad got to exchange my poorly-fitting boots for the right pair. I’d taken a schoolmate’s boots by mistake.
It’s too late to tell my Dad how much I appreciated that evening and so many others like it. But to all the Dads out there, hear this.
The small things you do, whether good or bad, make a big difference to your children. It is not too late to make them all good.
Ephesians 1:2- Grace to you and peace from God our Father and the Lord Jesus Christ (ESV).
Prayer: Lord, thank you that again and again, you promise us grace and peace. May we offer no less to our children. In Christ’s name. Amen.