From Dad---about my Sis

The Real Deal

    I never wanted to raise an only child. I’m living proof of what can

 happen. I met Margie and we soon met the Lord and invited him Him to

live with us. He advised us to multiply and kept us from dividing.

We were blessed with a son and a daughter.

    I wrote about the son recently so now it’s equal time time. Our daughter

completed our happy home.  She was a contented child even sitting in

church or lying under the pew. Our church was the active kind. Once an

evangelist go so excited about Jesus that he did a Michael Jordan leap.

Amy, about three, said, “Did you see him jump!” We weren’t in the cheap

seats; we were right up front.

    One night she said, “The moon’s still on!” (like as if it had a switch.)

She was happy just making “gravel mountains” in our driveway. Later

with a slight pout, she took my sports car. It was for the best and helped

me though the man version of mid-life crisis, mental-pause.

     She married Jim Forakis, a Greek preacher. He took her far away but

they came back, and brought more with them! As a teenager she

held a friend’s newborn son and said, “I’d like to have one of these little

fellers.” God granted her wish threefold. Now they’re not little and running

her ragged. She’s a football, soccer, karate, baseball, and band Mom. She

drives to and fro because they have to go.   

    Joel, Amy’s brother, almost convinced her as a child that she was adopted.

But she has my goofy walk to disprove that. She’s the real deal. Daddy’s

little girl is now a Christian lady. She’s beautiful and perfect in every way

except maybe the walk, and God figured she could handle that.

     At least she’s headed in the right direction.