I pray that my children will somehow remember these precious moments of Daddy's care to teach them life's simplicity in fishing among God's creation. I pray that no matter what junks up their memories, they will always have the longing to go to the water and seek God's beauty and fellowship with their earthly father. And I hope that they will also remember the times they spent with their grandparents in these settings, or on the ranch, or at the fair. That they will be comforted with childhood memories of being well-loved and experiencing life to the full.
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