Blog Post – A Father’s Day Walk Through Legacy

Blog Post – A Father’s Day Walk Through Legacy

There are some days that feel like they were written before you woke up.

Today was one of those days.

I walked through a quiet neighborhood in Wheaton, Illinois—with a hoodie on my shoulders, a rock in my pocket, and my mother’s memory riding alongside me. Yesterday was her birthday. The day she passed. Today is Father’s Day. The line between both parents ran through every step I took.

I found a painted rock in a Little Free Library and felt like it held more than color. It held time. I tucked it in my pocket, a symbol of everything I’d carried into this walk—my role as a son, a brother, a father. A man.

I left a message for my dad. Told him what he means to me. Thanked him for who he is. For what he’s passed on. For what I now get to pass forward.

Then I sat down in a chair next to another Little Free Library and opened a One-Year Bible to the reading for June 15. The words from 1 Kings, Acts, Psalms, and Proverbs felt like they’d been waiting for me. A prophet calling out pretense. Peter seeing a new vision. Cornelius honored for his devotion. Psalm 133 reminding me that when brothers dwell in unity, God commands a blessing.

There were quiet moments today that no one will ever fully understand. But for me, for my brother, for my family—this morning was a page in our legacy.

A walk filled with grace.

A voice filled with thanks.

A pocket filled with light.

Happy Father’s Day.