um, dad?

i was thinking...

i just got into a car wreck a couple weekends ago and smashed the envoy in really badly.

my dad was super patient and awesome even when i was in a bad accident.

and he has continued to be patient as he's been dealing with insurance companies, and negotiating with body shops ... and now it's fixed.

then today my dad just walked in the door and you hear paul's voice call out, "daaaad. will you please come here?"

then my dad came back in and calmly said paul had broken the weed eater.

i like to think of all my screw ups of my adolescence as creating patience in my dad. maybe all my messing up has made him more patient.

and maybe that's why God is so patient. all his children screw up so stinking much, that he's not surprised anymore - he just knows he needs to figure out how to fix it and move on.

dads are awesome.