20 years ago today I lost my father. If I sat here and typed till morning, I still would not have run out of things to say. But this is the piece I am led to share tonight: I had the kind of dad that makes it very easy to understand God’s love for us. Living on the receiving end of unconditional love was something I naïvely thought everyone got to enjoy. As a grown-up I understand what a privilege it was. I am so sad I only had 25 years with him, but I am thankful for the eternity yet ahead.