Everywhere I go today there are people or signs saying happy Father’s Day. We talked about it in chapel; we had a special cake with Lobster for dinner; yet how can you have a happy Father’s Day when your children are 11,714 km away?
I never even paid much attention to this upcoming day until I read this post. Now I can’t get the image of Sarah sitting on the floor out of my head.
Father’s Day also marks the beginning of senior camp at Tri-State Youth Camp. I have missed camp so many years in a row now it barely seems part of my life. Maybe next year?
Oh I’m sorry, Joel. I shouldn’t have written that.
Let’s go to the whole week of senior camp next summer. I miss it too.
Comment by Amy — June 18, 2007 @ 3:08 am
Joel, if I had the means, and the pull w/G. Bush, I would fly you back right now. Sounds like you’re on the ‘pain’ side of “paying the price”. My thoughts are with you, your wife, and your children…keep plugging away at it.
You are already your kid’s hero (along with countless thousands others who read your blog); this will make for a powerful chapter in your book, but more importantly will make your reunions that much more sweet!
Patrick
Comment by Patrick Crenshaw — June 18, 2007 @ 4:26 am
I know it’s difficult for you dads to be away, but I think your wife would agree with me that we know the calling on our lives is special and that to be in God’s will is much better than being outside of his will. I am glad to have met your wife online. Knowing there are others out there going through the same thing makes it somewhat easier. Take care and continue to trust the Lord!
Comment by Laura — June 18, 2007 @ 5:28 am