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My dad would have been 104 today. Happy Birthday, Dad. You certainly deserve a party. The best I can do is send this up as a sort of birthday card.

When anyone passes through high school or college, you look back and say, “I remember adolescence and the transition to adulthood” and you really can’t help empathize with them.
When I’m in the stands or on sidelines and I watch a basketball player or coach now, I say, “I admire his poise, his skill, thought-processing” or whatever. I remember what it was like to coach and play. I still yell out, “Nice pass,” or, “Great finish” or, “All net!”
I just visited my daughter and son-in-law’s house and spent some time with their friends, all in their 20’s or 30’s. Proudly guided my 1 year-old grandson as he walked. I could see the young couples’ joy at raising young-uns and their challenges and weariness from doing so. I say to myself, “What a job; it’s the time of your lives! Enjoy them.” I admire them and root them on. 
I recently sold my business. I still keep an eye on it and the employees let me know what’s happening from time to time. I remember what it was like to be in the thick of any given hectic day with phones ringing and problems stacked on top of problems. I can relate to what they are going through. Can’t help cheering them on.
I’m moving into a big old house in my mid-50’s. Dad did the same thing and it was a lot tougher then. Yet, he and mom made that house into a home for us and a countless stream of guests.
Now, I’m setting out on a new career and it’s a bit scary. I pull out Dad’s incorporation seal from 1932 for his new plumbing business. It was the middle of the Great Depression. Was he scared? Perhaps it was just the next logical step in his career and life. I wonder if Dad ever went through what I am going through. Probably.
I can’t help but think he’s in the stands of heaven watching, saying to himself, “I remember what a start-up is like,” knowing what it’s going to take to get to the next level. Maybe he stands to his feet and claps and hoots and hollers. 
The writer of Hebrews said that there is someone who has a front row center seat because He knew what it was like to be in our shoes: “Therefore we also, since we are surrounded by so great a cloud of witnesses, let us lay aside every weight, and the sin which so easily ensnares us, and let us run with endurance the race that is set before us, looking unto Jesus, the author and finisher of our faith, who for the joy that was set before Him endured the cross, despising the shame, and has sat down at the right hand of the throne of God.”  
(Heb 12:1,2)

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