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My parents holding me in the spring of 1947... |
On this Fathers Day weekend, Lord,
help us remember the best of our relationships
with our fathers...
Help us remember our fathers' love for us
and the joy they found in calling us
their beloved sons and their daughters...
Help us remember, Lord, all the work our fathers did
to care and provide for us,
to protect and nurture us,
to ensure our safety and our comfort...
And help us remember, Lord,
that where our dads may have failed us
it wasn't always because they tried too little -
sometimes they tried too hard...
And help us remember, Lord,
that when our fathers fell short and shy
of all they might have done
their intentions were often greater
than their words and deeds revealed...
Help us remember our fathers, Lord,
with gratitude and compassion,
with love and with forgiveness
and with care and understanding...
Help us remember the good times, Lord,
and heal in us the hard times
for you're the Father of us all
and in your love we find the peace
that no one else can give...
Help us remember, Lord,
help us forgive,
help us rejoice
and help us pray for our fathers -
those who are with us
and those who've gone home to you...
For our fathers, Lord, we pray...
Amen.
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With my dad in the front room on Hobart Street |
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