Today my father has a birthday. Is it possible to rewind the film of life and imagine for one horrible second what this world would be like without him? How the lives of his parents and siblings would be different? How my mother's life would be different? How me and my siblings and our families would cease to exist? How the lives of all the people he has touched would be changed? The individuals he served as a full-time missionary, mission president, seminary teacher, bishop, stake president, home teacher, young men's leader, etc? This world would be a completely different place...and all because of one man.
One man.
I don't doubt the difference one individual can make because I have my father and I've seen how he has spent his life quietly changing all the corners he has been in. He is a servant of the Lord and his family. With all the other experiences of life, these are the two priorities I have seen him give his heart and soul to. Words cannot begin to express the love and gratitude I feel for my father. He is my hero. He is my friend. He is my dad. I am so blessed.
I love you Papa! Happy birthday!
