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I’m a sentimental slob and that means I take Father’s Day to heart. I love all of the mushy-gooshy-sentiment-laden-over-the-top-how-you-influenced-my-life stuff that helps raise Hallmark’s stock. I love the barbecue and the kindness of June’s fair weather. I love the riverside concert and fireworks. I love the long distance call.

Most of all, I love my children being with me. (I really do appreciate all of the sentiments, too.)

What is it about genetics and love that make hearts inseparable for a daddy? Is it that you lived through every stage and you are the only father they will ever have? Is it the fact that they grow up successfully and end up sharing a lot of the same values you had wondered if they’d ‘catch?’

Whatever it is, I’ve got that Father-fever and I guess it’s here forever.

Yet, this Father’s Day, I slept in a bit too much. I usually get up and spend that time with my Heavenly Father. And I didn’t do it. Oh, I went to church. But it wasn’t the same as our more intimate times. It made me think about times when my kids were doing something else and I wanted them near.

So, that’s what Father’s Day and fathering is all about. We get the perspective of God the Father, who misses us when we don’t show up and loves us through it. I made sure I got a walk in with Him a little later that perfect June day. He didn’t mention our missed encounter. He didn’t have to. I did… and repented. He was simply there, waiting for me as He always does, and it was a grand time with my Dad.

PHOTOS: (“CLOCK”WISE, HEE, HEE), CLOCK MY DAUGHTER GAVE ME ALWAYS BEFORE ME ON MY DESK, SON-IN-LAW BEN BEING A DAD TO MY GRANDKIDS, SPIRITUAL FATHER ROYAL CUTLER AND, MY DAD, PAUL F. LACOSTA, SR. AS A YOUNG BUCK.

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