MY DADDY

The big boy with the hat was my daddy about twenty years before I arrived on the scene. 😀 My daddy, his sister and brother (Oda, Tony).

I loved my daddy; yes, I did. He was a big ole soft grizzly bear without the grizzle; actually, he was more of a Teddy Bear. I had him only about one half my life to date. He died when I was 43. So I’ve been without him longer than I was with him.

Let me hold him as a image a bit, and tell you that I love my Heavenly Father – a soft grizzly bear without the grizzle. I will get to keep Him forever; I guess in the process I will get my daddy back also – someday.

I can’t imagine doing a act or behaving in a way that would have deliberately hurt or offended my daddy. I loved him. The same is true regarding my Father; I love him. I want to please Him. I delight to go to bed at night and say, “I sure enjoyed …. with you today.” Today it was as simple as making a couple phone calls. But I think they were important.

When you spend your time with your highest pleasure, you do not think about what you might be missing out on. Do I feel tied within boundaries? No, I feel free within the boundaries. The boundaries are set by our love for each other. Within those boundaries, there is complete freedom.

“The law of the Spirit of Life in Christ Jesus hath made me free from the law of sin and death.” Romans 8:12

PERSONAL NOTE REGARDING DOCTOR’S VISIT TODAY. All looks well. She was glad my Covid experience had turned out well and is now over! She is going to check about raising my pacemaker to allow for more beats per minute. She said she thinks that will give me more energy. Sounds good to me!

About oneta hayes

ABOUT ME Hello. To various folks I am Neat’nee, Mom, Grandma Neta, Gramma, Aunt Neta, Aunt Noni, Aunt Neno, and Aunt Neto (lots of varieties from little nieces and nephews). To some I’m more like “Didn’t you used to be my teacher?” or “Don’t I know you from someplace?” To you, perhaps, I am a Fellow Blogger. Not “fellow” like a male or a guy, but “fellow” like a companion or an adventurer. I would choose to be Grandma Blogger, and have you pull up a chair, my website before you, while I tell you of some days of yore. I have experienced life much differently than most of you. It was and is a good life. I hope to share nuggets of appreciation for those who have gone before me and those who come after me. By necessity you are among those who come after me and I will tell you of those who came before. Once upon a time in a little house on a prairie - oops, change that lest I commit plagiarism - and change that “house on the prairie” to “dugout on the prairie.” So my story begins...
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6 Responses to MY DADDY

  1. Ahhhh, cute picture! Great point, too. I can feel that love for our heavenly Father coming across loud and clear.

    Praise the Lord! I’m so pleased you had a good doctors visit, too.

  2. capost2k says:

    WoW, Oneta, your understanding and presentation of the “Law of the Spirit of Christ” is profound! Simple enough for a child to understand, challenging enough to make even a saint repent, thoughtful enough to lower a philosopher’s self-congratulation.
    ❤️&🙏, c.a.

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