{"id":3235,"date":"2019-06-15T04:00:00","date_gmt":"2019-06-15T08:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.treatsforthesoul.org\/?p=3235"},"modified":"2019-06-08T20:59:45","modified_gmt":"2019-06-09T00:59:45","slug":"my-father-didnt-tell-me-how-to-live","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.treatsforthesoul.org\/my-father-didnt-tell-me-how-to-live\/","title":{"rendered":"My Father Didn\u2019t Tell Me How to Live"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<div class=\"custom-html-block\"><iframe title=\"My Father Didn\" t=\"\" tell=\"\" me=\"\" how=\"\" to=\"\" live=\"\" 6=\"\" 15=\"\" 19'=\"\" src=\"https:\/\/www.podbean.com\/media\/player\/npx3v-b3df7d?from=yiiadmin&amp;download=1&amp;version=1\" data-link=\"https:\/\/www.podbean.com\/media\/player\/npx3v-b3df7d?from=yiiadmin&amp;download=1&amp;version=1\" height=\"122\" width=\"100%\" style=\"border: none;\" scrolling=\"no\" data-name=\"pb-iframe-player\"><\/iframe><\/div>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p dir=\"auto\"><strong><u>When the good Lord was creating fathers<\/u>, <u>He started with a tall frame<\/u>.<\/strong> <u>And a female angel nearby said<\/u>, <em>&#8220;What kind of father is that? If you&#8217;re going to make children so close to the ground, why have you put fathers up so high? He won&#8217;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.&#8221;<\/em><\/p>\n<p dir=\"auto\"><u>And God smiled and said<\/u>, <em>&#8220;Yes, but if I make him child size, who would children have to look up to?&#8221;<\/em><\/p>\n<p dir=\"auto\"><strong><em>And when God made a father&#8217;s hands, they were large and sinewy.<br \/><\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n<p dir=\"auto\"><u>And the angel shook her head sadly and said<\/u>, <em>&#8220;Do You know what You&#8217;re doing? Large hands are clumsy. They can&#8217;t manage diaper pins, small buttons, rubber bands on pony tails or even remove splinters caused by baseball bats.&#8221;<\/em><\/p>\n<p dir=\"auto\"><u>God smiled and said<\/u>, <em>&#8220;I know, but they&#8217;re large enough to hold everything a small boy empties from his pockets at the end of a day\u2026yet small enough to cup a child&#8217;s face.&#8221;<br \/><\/em><\/p>\n<p dir=\"auto\"><strong><em>Then God molded long, slim legs and broad shoulders.<br \/><\/em><\/strong><br \/><u>The angel nearly had a heart attack<\/u>. <em>&#8220;Boy, this is the end of the week, all right,&#8221; she clucked. &#8220;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?&#8221;<\/em><\/p>\n<p dir=\"auto\"><u>God smiled and said<\/u>, <em>&#8220;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.&#8221;<br \/><\/em><\/p>\n<p dir=\"auto\">God was in the middle of creating two of the largest feet anyone had ever seen <u>when the angel could contain herself no longer<\/u>. <em>&#8220;That&#8217;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?&#8221;<\/em><\/p>\n<p dir=\"auto\"><u>And God smiled and said<\/u>, <em>&#8220;They&#8217;ll work. You&#8217;ll see. They&#8217;ll support a small child who wants to &#8220;ride a horse to Banbury Cross&#8221; or scare off mice at the summer cabin, or display shoes that will be a challenge to fill.&#8221;<br \/><\/em><br \/><em><strong>God worked throughout the night, giving the father few words, but a firm authoritative voice; eyes that see everything, but remain calm and tolerant.<\/strong><br \/><\/em><\/p>\n<p dir=\"auto\"><u>Finally, almost as an afterthought<\/u>, <u>He added tears<\/u>. <u>Then He turned to the angel and said<\/u>, <em>&#8220;Now are you satisfied that he can love as much as a mother?&#8221;<\/em><\/p>\n<p dir=\"auto\"><strong><em>And the angel shutteth up!<br \/>\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/em><\/strong>\t\t<em>Erma Bombeck<br \/><\/em><\/p>\n<p><strong><em>\u201cYour Father knows what you need before you ask him.\u201d <\/em><\/strong>    <em>Matthew 6:8<\/em><\/p>\n<p dir=\"ltr\"><em><strong><u>My father didn\u2019t tell me how to live<\/u>\u2026.<u>He lived<\/u>\u2026.<u>And I watched him<\/u><\/strong>.<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":3234,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"qubely_global_settings":"","qubely_interactions":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"qubely_featured_image_url":{"full":["https:\/\/www.treatsforthesoul.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/1560041883_featured.png",150,150,false],"landscape":["https:\/\/www.treatsforthesoul.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/1560041883_featured.png",150,150,false],"portraits":["https:\/\/www.treatsforthesoul.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/1560041883_featured.png",150,150,false],"thumbnail":["https:\/\/www.treatsforthesoul.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/1560041883_featured.png",150,150,false],"medium":["https:\/\/www.treatsforthesoul.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/1560041883_featured.png",150,150,false],"medium_large":["https:\/\/www.treatsforthesoul.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/1560041883_featured.png",150,150,false],"large":["https:\/\/www.treatsforthesoul.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/1560041883_featured.png",150,150,false],"1536x1536":["https:\/\/www.treatsforthesoul.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/1560041883_featured.png",150,150,false],"2048x2048":["https:\/\/www.treatsforthesoul.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/1560041883_featured.png",150,150,false],"ocean-thumb-m":["https:\/\/www.treatsforthesoul.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/1560041883_featured.png",150,150,false],"ocean-thumb-ml":["https:\/\/www.treatsforthesoul.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/1560041883_featured.png",150,150,false],"ocean-thumb-l":["https:\/\/www.treatsforthesoul.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/1560041883_featured.png",150,150,false],"qubely_landscape":["https:\/\/www.treatsforthesoul.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/1560041883_featured.png",150,150,false],"qubely_portrait":["https:\/\/www.treatsforthesoul.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/1560041883_featured.png",150,150,false],"qubely_thumbnail":["https:\/\/www.treatsforthesoul.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/1560041883_featured.png",100,100,false],"rpwe-thumbnail":["https:\/\/www.treatsforthesoul.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/1560041883_featured-45x45.png",45,45,true]},"qubely_author":{"display_name":"Medard Laz","author_link":"https:\/\/www.treatsforthesoul.org\/author\/medlaz\/"},"qubely_comment":0,"qubely_category":"<a href=\"https:\/\/www.treatsforthesoul.org\/category\/daily-treats\/\" rel=\"category tag\">Daily Treats<\/a>","qubely_excerpt":"&nbsp;","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.treatsforthesoul.org\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3235"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.treatsforthesoul.org\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.treatsforthesoul.org\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.treatsforthesoul.org\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.treatsforthesoul.org\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=3235"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.treatsforthesoul.org\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3235\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.treatsforthesoul.org\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/3234"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.treatsforthesoul.org\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3235"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.treatsforthesoul.org\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3235"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.treatsforthesoul.org\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3235"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}