I remember Dad today. Early life was full of adversity, violence, and abandonment. Tough stuff. He prevailed through separations, unexplainable childhood expriences, and two wars on the ground. He prevailed through illnesses and raising a family. He prevailed with compassion for others who suffer and a spirit of self sacrifice for his family. Money was never really important to him. Have enough plus some to share.
WWII and Korea left indelible marks on his soul. He prevailed. His kids received the advantages he never knew. We did not have much but we had enough and a little to spare. We all worked hard and young and enjoyed learning life.
Dad’s life marked my life and marks the lives of my children. We give freely of our time, talent, and treasure in many different ways.
I’ve had opportunities to “make money” that would require stepping away from family and community action. People and family always won out over money and prestige. Serving the heart of my Heavenly Father as best I could made my top list. Others are called to make the money. That is a good God calling. We must follow our call. I am called to serve in this path I walk.
Dad taught me that. Follow the call. Whether it be to be a manager or a minister or a millionaire follow the call not the desire or fad of the world. Be who you are to the best. The world will fade. Dad lives on in the lives of others.
It is about the generations not the moment.