Sunday, June 15, 2014

For Our Father.

“It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who neither know victory nor defeat.”
― Theodore Roosevelt

To the man that taught me the importance of "daring greatly", long before I ever read these words.
Thank you for being a constant example what it means to follow the Lord, to work hard and play hard,
and for passing along your love of story.

Your daughters lead a charmed life because of your obedient one.

We love you to the moon and back.

The Eldest.