Whether you're preaching the sermon...
...gathering the eggs...
...reenacting battles...
...or supervising aquatic safety, you do it with strength and integrity.Our family would not be the same without you. Thank you, Dad!
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When father prays, the house is still,
his voice is slow and deep.
We shut our eyes, the clock ticks loud;
so quiet we must keep.
Sometimes the prayer gets very long
and hard to understand,
and then I wiggle up quite close,
and let him hold my hand.
I can't remember all of it,
I'm little yet, you see;
but one thing I cannot forget,
my father prays for me.
--Author unknown
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