I would like to share some thoughts over my PAPA's day...

"Pa, what am I made of?"

"Well, you're made out of love from papa and mama, you're made out of joy and laughter from papa and mama," replied my dad.

I'm still scratching my head because I'm still alittle kiddo who is still exploring this body world. Exhibition of Body. lol. When I look at myself I see my nose well I can make my eyes to be 'centralized' and I can see my long tongue when I stick them out WAAaazzZZuuPP. I can see my rough hands and feet. I'm actually made out of multiple cells and each one of them serve a divine purpose.

"Pa, what are hands and feet for?"

"HHmm, hands are for touching. When you are in pain, you touch the pain so that the wounded area would feel warm. HHmm, for your feet, they meant for walking *obviously* but these beautiful feet are meant to walk closely with someone," replied my dad with a twinkle in his eyes.

Yes, I get his point. We are made from head to toe specifically, and purposefully by God Himself. And let me get straight to my point, we're not an accident. People may say lucky but I say I'm wonderfully made by God. People say I'm ugly but I'll laugh at them because in heaven there's no such thing as ugly. Believe or not, we're made out of love, willingness, joy and laughter and with a purpose. It is no coincidence and there's no such thing as I am not suppose to be here. Our Father in heaven has a great plan and a great future not to harm you but to shape you and bless you.

When I grow older, I began to understand several people grew up without a father's love would end up in a bad shape. But guess what everyone has a father and that Father is in heaven watching us and would even shed tears to comfort our soul. With a Father in heaven who is Almighty and great, why not count on Him and lean on His shoulders.

'Father' is word of leadership, a word of responsibility, a word of greatness and awesome name for our papas. Though they're not perfect but I believe God's plan never fails and God's failure is not in the plan. Don't believe that your father don't understand what you're going through, because they know ten thousands times more than you do and your head is just as hard as a coconut that won't negotiate. Think for a moment what if you ever let your father come into your life and speak to it? Think and Think.

Remember those hands, remember those feet. They were made not for you but for others. Well, who's the others? Let's start with our fathers. WHAT!?! Yeah, why not? Let's see, these hands are rough right why? Because our fathers caned us to discipline us and to show the right way to live and a right manner to live. Besides that, our hands get rough when we learn to be hardworking to be smarter to be faster and who trained us that? Ourselves? Impossible, remember those 'french fries'. These feet are beautiful aren't they? Because we're walking closely with someone. Someone who care about us more than themselves. Someone who knew you more than your friends or your aunties or your uncles. The days are counting, why not take your father out for a ride and don't forget about your Father in heaven too. He's waiting for your call. HHmm, maybe you get a little bit forgetful. Think for a moment about your life journey with your father... oh please don't tell me you forgotten all the fairy tales and the 'happily ever after' stories with your father. Please and I say please go get suit up and take your father out and get him drunk. Maybe you could try some J'D or Russian Vodka they're good you know. Have a day out and dig some gold out of his life you may find something more precious than gold. Fathership!

HAppY Father's Day... Happyness