My King

I bet I know what you're thinking. "This is another Father's day post talking about how great her dad is, then she's gonna mention something about God being our Heavenly Father."

And you'd be right!

Seriously though, I don't tell the world about the love I have for my dad very often. He very much is my hero. He's my rock. I don't really talk with him about things, but I know if I did he'd be there with a great big hug and something to make me laugh between my tears.

I pretty much look just like him.

He really is the greatest. He's everything I could ever want in a dad. He's always been my biggest fan and encouraging me. I remember when I was about in 3rd grade we went to the Grotto (A stone display of Jesus' life. Really cool actually). He said "Cat will like this." He knew my love for Jesus before I even realized it! Isn't that crazy? Him and my brother are the only ones in my family who I think truly believe.

For the longest time I didn't get a long with him. But I guess getting along with your parents comes with age! I'm not really close with my mom. In fact, at times I can't stand her. But that's another story. I'm so glad to have my dad by my side.

I'm also glad to have my Father in Heaven beside me every step I go. I mean without Him, where would I be?

One day a prince will come and sweep me off my feet. But that prince won't be able to do that until he gets permission from my king. My dad. And he won't be able to until he chases the One True King more than he chases me.

I can't wait for my future children to have a king like my dad.