Today as I drank my morning coffee, I was reminded that it is Fathers Day. The tears came suddenly as sweet memories of my dad flooded my soul.   I decided to re-post a blog I did six months ago.  I would be very honored if you would read it.  Then, if your dad is still living, say the words, “I love you.” If he is nearby, hug him. If he doesn’t like to be hugged, do it anyway.  Someday you will long to do so.  And if you are a Dad, say the words a hundred times to family and friends today,  magical words, words we were created to hear.  I love you!  I love you!  I love you!

This one is for you Dad! Can’t wait to see you again.

Sometimes I ask myself why I leave my family every week to endure the hassle of travel. Occasionally I get weary and wonder why would I eat junk food and sleep in lonely hotel rooms in order to stand on a stage and deliver the one gift God has given me.  Then I meet a girl like Kallai, and I vow that I will do this until God takes my breath away.

I am on a bus headed for a Compassion project in Fortaleza, Brazil. Marco, a handsome, tanned man with wispy white hair has just boarded the bus.  Marco has labored on the behalf of poor children in Brazil for 27 years. He talks so fast the interpreter can barely keep up.

In broken English and with a face creased with lines from a thousand smiles he asks, “What could be better than excellence?”

Today as I read the comments on my last blog, “How to find friends in a world of fans,“ I came across this very special comment from my son in law Scott Fowler.  Scott once sang with “The Cathedrals” and now travels with his own very popular Southern Gospel group, “Legacy Five.”  Scott has more fans than a Tennessee deer has ticks. His comment is a tribute to the character of my daughter, Taryn and the quality of their love. I hope you enjoy the comment and the story.

Today as I sat waiting for my flight to leave, a young man boarded the plane wearing the pink- piggy- neck rest you see in this picture.  As he stored his belongings, he removed his jacket to reveal that he was also wearing a hot pink shirt. I’m no fashion maven but this is a combination I had never seen before.  Evidently it was uncommon to the rest of the cabin as his appearance drew several sidelong glances.

I love being around people like our flight attendant. No glances for her, she just jumped in and asked about his choice of wardrobe for the day.   She ask a direct question and got a direct answer.