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This makes life as a dad easier. Learn what God has to say about being a father. Parenting sons.

What Author Chad Gramling Learned From his Dad

As a child, I believed my dad could fix any type of motor. Whether it was a lawn mower, dirt bike or automobile, my dad could fix it. That knack extended into to all things mechanical and I’ve spent most of my life wishing I could be half as gifted.

A Family Commitment (podcast)

It takes sacrificial love to go to the park with the family at the end of the week, or to spend your Saturday teaching your son to ride his bike instead of hanging out with your friends. Make a commitment to your family! (podcast)

A Hard Lesson for Dad!

“Dad let’s build a FORT in the park.” The father said, “I’m sorry sons. I can’t today, I’ve got some things I have to do at the OFFICE.”

We Want to Be Hospitable. Would you Be My Guest?

Mastering Fatherhood by Pastor Ted Thevaos

I’m convinced most things are better caught than taught. We learn by example and experience. If our father never spoke blessing over us or expressed this kind of love, we will probably never do it for our children. It’s a vicious cycle that’s more of a curse than a blessing.

My Father Was, So I Am

My Father Was, So I Am

One of my favorite bonds has been related to music and singing. It started at a very early age. My parents tell a story of a time when dad was...

My Father Provides

God made the man to provide. That provision goes beyond food and clothing and housing. If you think that you can give your kids things and put your wife in a beautiful house and you’ve done your job, you’re wrong

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My Father Built Character Into Me

David Kraft was a big, strong man -- all muscle. At the age of 32, he was six feet, two inches tall and weighed 200 pounds. Then he was diagnosed with cancer. It wracked his body, and over a period of time, he dropped from 200 pounds to 80 pounds.

My Father Was a Hard Working Man – by Robert Holland

My Dad, Herbert Holland, went to work at the Viscose in Parkersburg, West Virginia in February of 1942. The company manufactured rayon and employed about three-thousand people during World War II. I was very happy Dad got the job.

My Father Liked Baseball

My Father Liked Baseball

I don’t know if my Dad liked baseball all that much, but I know he loved me. My fondest memories as a boy were when my dad would take time in the evenings to play baseball with us. And yours?