Walking the Streets of Gold

Father’s Day is near, and it brings tears to my eyes. My Dad is in Heaven now, and hears my cries. He was a humble pastor with a heart of gold, Always putting others first, if truth be told. My Dad and Mom both set godly examples for us children. Parents like that are one in a million. My Dad loved to laugh, and have a new adventure. His visits to me in New Hampshire I will always treasure. We went boating, swimming, and sightseeing for thrills. He loved the White Mountains, with a view to kill! We spoiled him with lobster, steak, and fancy cuisine. He loved floating in our pond, and being treated like a king! My Dad devoted his life to winning souls for Christ, Spreading God’s Word about the Saviour’s ultimate sacrifice. I have to remember on Father’s Day to look up to the glorious sky. Our faithful preacher is now walking the streets of gold with the Man on High! 6/11/17