Oh my Father

He is a great guy!

If there is a more handy fellow alive I would be shocked. If he happened to be young, attractive, and single I would immediately convince him to marry me. My dad is really the best man I know. He is smart, funny, talented, and has pulled off that mustache for the last 30 years. Not anyone can rock a mustache. He is also much like my Heavenly Father and this weekend I had an experience that reminded me how great my Dads are.

On Friday afternoon I left work as soon as I could to meet up at the West Stake Center with my ward to head on a temple trip. I had just stopped at Sonic and grabbed something to eat (stomach growling in the temple is rough, it is so quiet everyone hears). As I was pulling into the parking lot  a strange noise started and I suddenly smelled anti-freeze. Then I saw coolant spraying and steaming out of my hood as I parked in my spot and turned off my car. It continued to do so until there was a giant puddle of car pee on the passenger side of my car. I immediately called my dad who was working and couldn't pick up. He called me back a couple minutes later and we talked. He told me not to drive my car, find a ride to the temple, enjoy my time there and ask someone to drop me off at home when we got back. He couldn't do anything right now (we live in different towns), but he would drive up in the morning and we would figure out what we need to do then.

I did just that. I went to the temple, did a couple baptisms and road home with the 1st Counselor in the Bishopric and his wife. I even got a blind date due to a conversation on the ride home (you know how some ladies are when they see awesome single girls).

The next morning I woke up, cleaned my house, did some laundry, and watched some football. My dad showed up around 10 and we went to go check out my car. Thankfully we were able to find the problem pretty quick and with my fathers help it was a cheap easy fix. My car has also had some problems with the window regulator, air conditioning, and a squeaky serpentine belt. He checked those out too. He was able to fix the window (not as necessary, cheap, or easy- but he's a champ and it was nice to get it fixed right away);  he also helped a little of the squeakiness although there's not much we could do, and he diagnosed my air conditioning problem. I also got to chat and eat lunch with my favorite fellow which was great!

Fixing cars is what my dad is good at. It is also what he loves to do. He also loves me and was willing to put fixing his race car on hold to help me out.

Similarly fixing our problems is what Heavenly Father is good at, and he loves to do it. He too loves me and is willing to take the time to help me out. Sometimes I try to talk to him and it seems like he is too busy to answer. Sure enough though he gets back to me in a couple minutes. Are my problems solved right away, no. But just like my earthly dad he encourages me to continue my righteous pursuits and look to others for help as he plans out a way to help me in my trial. He then works with me to solve the problem. Sometimes there are other issues that we work on as well while we are on the course. Occasionally I tell him about a struggle I am having and he tells me what needs to be done but that I just need to wait until he can get the things in place that will help me fix it.

My Fathers love me and will not let me suffer. They know what is most important and are always there to give me help and perspective in times of need. They also teach me ways to avoid making my little problems big. Due to my recognition and immediate attempt for assistance from my father I avoided an overheated car and more costly and labor intensive repairs. I love my Dad and am grateful for the example he is to me in my life. I hope I am lucky enough to one day find someone who is just as willing to come to my rescue.