It’s Father’s Day Weekend 2021 in the good ol’ U.S. of A. When my Daddy, Capt. Billy, was living, he missed his own Daddy, Capt. Gray, fiercely, like i miss him now. My Daddy often had dreams about his Daddy. Those dreams were so inspiring.
Well, last night i awoke after dreaming about my Daddy…
i was somewhere away from our home and was getting ready for a wedding and realized i had the wrong suit of clothes. i had a gray, pinstripe suit and needed my black suit. i phoned Momma and Daddy and they agreed to drive the suit i needed to wherever i was.
On the phone call -- as i gave them driving directions -- i could hear Daddy joking in the background and making Momma laugh as usual.
Finally, they arrived in their old, light-blue, Pontiac Catalina with a white vinyl top. i got the right suit of clothes from them. There was joy in the atmosphere and in my heart. Then i awoke. It was 5:30 a.m. Been kind of smiling ever since.
As i have reflected on the dream, i do surely know my Momma and Daddy did all they could do to live as sanctuaries of the presence of the Lord, in part, to make sure their three sons got the right suit of clothes on for the Married Supper of the Lamb.
i am a great and grateful debtor. Indeed. Happy Father’s Day in Heaven, Daddy. In the sweet by-and-by, we shall meet on that beautiful shore.
Love passionately.
Pastor Kerry Willis
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