If I could give you the world, I would.

Since Dad moved in, I’ve thought about this summer.

I had these lofty dreams in my head that he would have season tickets for the Royals games and would spend his afternoons and evenings at Kauffman Stadium.

But, the Royals kind of messed that dream up by winning. And winning means money. Lots of it. Which is something I lack.

So, the spring and summer so far has consisted of evenings at home in front of the TV, while just a few miles down the road, everyone else gets to see and hear the crack of the bat, the roar of the crowd, the chest bumps and high fives between the players…in person.

But, I saved my pennies and my sister and I were able to spend Father’s Day with our Dad in the stands at the stadium. What an opportunity and a huge blessing it was to be there. Even though the outcome was EXTREMELY DISAPPOINTING, which made the day that much more memorable, and even though the 90+ degree forecast turned out to be completely wrong and we sat through sprinkles and got slightly chilled in the breeze, sitting next to my Dad watching the Royals in such a beautiful stadium was all worth it.

My Dad loves the Royals. I am so grateful that I am privileged to hear his play-by-play in the evenings as he watches. I am so grateful that I am privileged to hear him chuckle when one of the guys hits a line drive down the middle or makes a double play to end the inning. He loves to watch Hosmer shoot the breeze with a runner on first in between pitches. He loves to anticipate Dyson stealing a base. He LOVES to talk about his favorite player, Salvador Perez, who pretty much is the whole reason the Royals are so royal in his opinion, and the game isn’t over until Salvy dumps the ice water on the chosen player being interviewed.

I am so grateful that I am experiencing baseball with my Dad in this season of life.

On Sunday morning, our pastor finished the baseball sermon series with a powerful message. He challenged the children to step up to the plate and take responsibility for our part of the relationship with our Dads. He challenged the Dads to never quit being the Dad, to encourage their children even in adulthood and share their faith every chance they get, every time they come to the plate.  It was such a great message.  You can watch it, here:

A Field of Dreams

At the end of the message, this was the song to end the service.

“The Living Years”

Every generation
Blames the one before
And all of their frustrations
Come beating on your door

I know that I’m a prisoner
To all my Father held so dear
I know that I’m a hostage
To all his hopes and fears
I just wish I could have told him in the living years

Crumpled bits of paper
Filled with imperfect thought
Stilted conversations
I’m afraid that’s all we’ve got

You say you just don’t see it
He says it’s perfect sense
You just can’t get agreement
In this present tense
We all talk a different language
Talking in defense

Say it loud, say it clear
You can listen as well as you hear
It’s too late when we die
To admit we don’t see eye to eye

So we open up a quarrel
Between the present and the past
We only sacrifice the future
It’s the bitterness that lasts

So don’t yield to the fortunes
You sometimes see as fate
It may have a new perspective
On a different date
And if you don’t give up, and don’t give in
You may just be O.K.

Say it loud, say it clear
You can listen as well as you hear
It’s too late when we die
To admit we don’t see eye to eye

I wasn’t there that morning
When my Father passed away
I didn’t get to tell him
All the things I had to say

I think I caught his spirit
Later that same year
I’m sure I heard his echo
In my baby’s new born tears
I just wish I could have told him in the living years

Say it loud, say it clear
You can listen as well as you hear
It’s too late when we die
To admit we don’t see eye to eye

I want my Dad to know, while I still have the opportunity to tell him and the world, that if I could, I would give him the world. If I could, I would make all of his dreams come true. If I could, I would bring Mom back to sit with him in the evenings and cheer on the Royals with us. If I could, I would do anything and everything to make his life as wonderful and as full as he has made mine.  It is such a privilege to spend this season of life with him, and I am so grateful to sit at the dinner table and hold his hand during prayer. I am so grateful to laugh with him when our guys score a run. I am so grateful to watch him watch the birds. I am so grateful to hear him talk about the latest book he’s reading or the email he received. I am so grateful that he is exploring the neighborhood, OUR neighborhood, and getting more and more comfortable with Overland Park. I am so grateful that he calls me to ask a question or get directions. I am so grateful to spend a few minutes in the garage with him, working on Mom’s hope chest together. I am so grateful to go to church with him every Sunday. I am so grateful for the moments we have in this season. I love you, Dad. You are, in my world, FOREVER ROYAL.

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2 thoughts on “If I could give you the world, I would.

  1. What a great post! I have tears. How fortunate you are to have your dad close by, and to be able to spend such precious time with him. Great picture of you and Angela making memories, too! Love!

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