Sunday is Father’s Day. Happy Father’s Day to all the fathers and those that stand in the gap as fathers. I write today in memory of my Father, my Daddy, Morrell Noel, teacher, provider, protector, defender.
I was blessed to be raised in a home with both parents and extended family. Momma and Daddy gave birth to three children but nurtured everyone. Daddy was a stand-in father for nieces and nephews from both sides of the family. They raised his niece and nephew from little kids to adults and others at one time or another. Outside his full-time job cutting trees, Daddy ran his own business cutting trees. He taught this to his sons and nephews and anyone that wanted to work. During his 50 plus year career, he employed and provided marketable skills to many.
Being the baby girl six and seven years younger than my brothers, I had a special place in Daddy’s heart, and he has a special place in mine. I was the favorite baby girl but don’t tell my brother. There was nothing that I needed that he wouldn’t try to get for me. He provided shelter, food, and clothing for his family because he cared. He was a protector of his little girl even though he said that I should have been a boy. His words were “My daughter is TOUGH”. Regardless it was wise to not mess with me. There were severe consequences to pay when Morrell Noel dealt with them.
My brother tells this story about Daddy. When my brother was a teenager growing up in North Memphis, it was a different era. The boys had fights but there was honor even in fighting. While hanging out with the neighborhood boys, he found they would not cross the line with him. And of course, he thought they were afraid of him. But one day he found out that it was not him they feared. Daddy had personally threatened the boys in the neighborhood about messing with his boys. They were afraid of Daddy! And trust me when I say Daddy would have seriously dispensed physical laying on of hands.
I said all of that to say this. I have experienced the extraordinary care of my earthly father. But it pales to the care of my heavenly Father. He has been and is a teacher, provider, protector, defender, healer, deliverer, company keeper, soul reviver, counselor, doctor, lawyer, mind regulator, heart fixer, bridge, my source and my resource, strength in weakness, my everything, my all and all… I could go on and on but there is not enough time or space. You know what I mean. THE FATHER CARES!!!!!
He cares so much that He has given me power over all the power of the enemy and nothing, will hurt me. He has given the angels charge over me, goodness and mercy follow me, and I am backed by God firepower. devil, you don’t want none of this.
Again, from Always a First Lady, Harriet Noel Jones, Happy Father’s Day. Assuredly know that The Father Cares.
Harriet Noel Jones