First off, Happy Father’s Day… just one day belated.
 
I have my dad to thank for much of my spontaneity and adventure. Many times growing up he would wake my family up on a Saturday morning and say, “Get your stuff together we are heading to the beach for the night.”  We would respond with, “What, right now? Okay!”
 
This was a kids dream.  
 

     

 
Holidays at the Simpson household are a little interesting as well. Mostly because of my father… we have been known to get in the car and go on scavenger hunts for our presents.
Why do anything less than spectacular? Dad knows how to make life exciting and fun. Whether, he sticks his head out the car window to dry his hair while taking you to school or spends hours teaching you to lay hardwood floors…. he lives for the moments in life. He certainly never forgets to buy the South Carolina fireworks for the fourth of July on the way the lake either. He knows the North Carolina ones don’t make it up in the air.

Sharing your HEART with your family ranks high in his life.

I appreciate the lessons my dad has taught me more as an adult.  I realize more and more that people crave things that are outside of the box. Their faith ignites when called to use their imagination. And, well the Lord surrounds us with the things we love… so the Lord entrusted him with three inspired kids and he married quite an inventive an ingenious woman, my mom.

My dad’s creativity has always been top notch. Growing up, I remember my dad was one of the most amazing Sunday school teachers.  He always threw a unique twist into his teachings. So, when dad taught it was more of an interactive classroom rather than someone preaching to you.   I remembered his lessons because he did not always go by the curriculum. Often times, this resulted in the Sunday school classroom looking more like an art class after the hour was over.

And, that was just fine… because whether he used food, glue, or an old Christmas tree to make the message impactful, it was a hit.

 
Last week, while teaching Sunday school in in Mpeketoni Lamu, Kenya – I had to think back to helpful hints when learning from my dad years ago. I acknowledged I had no supplies, no chalkboard, no nothing. Yet, I believe I can thank my dad for this Sunday school lesson. And, well – the Lord showed up and provided the idea for supplies. They came straight from His creation.

 

It was outside of the box and interactive. And, the kids were excited to join in the fun. They smiled because we complimented their artistic designs. The children felt  VALUED and APPRECIATED.

Dad, thank you for being you.

Thanks for being unique within a crowd. I never question your integrity or your genuine heart. I know the Lord blessed you with your talents and I am thankful you shared them with me. I appreciate that the Lord provided such an amazing father in my life. You have allowed me to understand the importance of embracing the individual that God has created me to be. I respect you for always being yourself no matter the circumstance. It is an admirable quality. 

I miss you and hope that your Father’s Day was incredible. Thanks for being my earthly father and friend.

I am greatly honored to be your daughter.

Love you. Em