Happy Father’s Day to my Dad, now enjoying Heaven. What a special man he was. He loved me…He loved all his 4 children. He was a good Dad. He worked hard. He was reared by a Godly Mother, my Mama Pearson. Many have already heard about my rich spiritual heritage. Mama Pearson started a church in her country home. It is today a thriving church. To God be the glory.
While my Dad didn’t always live for the Lord during my growing-up years, there came a time when he decided to follow Jesus completely. What a change took place in His life. It was evident to his family, his business associates, etc.
My (sister) siblings thought I was my Daddy’s pet! But I’m not so sure of that. Here’s one reason… In addition to many other spankings, my Dad gave me one I’ll never forget. You see, I was in the nearby gas station which sold groceries (and candy) also. My Dad and Mom had an account there. So I decided I could get some candy and didn’t have to pay for it. I was very young at the time…maybe pre-schooler or first grader or…? I either just walked out with it or told the clerk to charge it. Either the attendant saw me and told my father OR when he went in to pay his account, my father saw it on the bill. He came home and asked his three daughters, which one did that. We ALL answered in the negative. So, as wisdom would have it, my dad took us all to the gas station (We walked) and asked the clerk which one took the candy. I was the one pointed out. So on the way home, my dad had a rolled-up newspaper and spanked me all the way home. Needless to say, I didn’t do that anymore. You see now why I could never figure out that “pet” deal!!!
My wonderful father was the 3rd of 10 children born to my Papa Ed and Mama Pearson in 1909. He married my dear Mom, Drudie Mildred Morgan in 1933. They met and started dating during a revival where my Mom was playing the piano. Dad was a hard-working printer, working on the local newspaper, the “Times Post”; He also was a grocer. He had a store built with living quarters in the back. At the appropriate time, we moved in and opened a grocery store. And at some point, my Dad was elected Justice of the Peace. There are lots to tell, but can’t cover it all; I just wanted to give thanks and appreciation and love to my wonderful Dad, now rejoicing in Heaven…and he is probably calling out to us children, “Come on, you can make it. It will be worth it all when you see JESUS.”
What a precious difference God made in his life. Both my parents and my sister are waiting for us to get to our Heavenly Home. So, Happy Father’s Day, Dad. I love you; can’t wait to see you and Mom and Sister.
I can’t forget these special fathers, so Happy Father’s Day to Chuck, our son; to Bob Luetkemeyer, our son-in-law; and to Fred, my brother.
Before I close, I want to give a rousing shout-out to one, Chase Luetkemeyer, whose birthday is June 20. Happy, happy birthday to one of our four precious grandsons. Chase, you light up the room when you come in. You are precious to us. Have a good one.
To all my family and friends, I am on my way to my Heavenly Home. Loving Jesus more every day.