I want to publicly say express thanks to mi Padre who loved me & made deposits of Spiritual Capital in my heart when I didn’t realize it. 
Pero, I’m 40 yrs old y soy padre de tres hijos, in retrospect I now recognize more frequent deposits of Spiritual Capital mi Padre made than ever before.
Mi Padre used music to express his emotions. On many long trips we’d take to wrestling tournaments, he would share about God & his life stories when certain songs would come on.
Once, when I was 13 yes old, mi Padre shared his conversion story with me, but because he “didn’t go to church” I wrote it off thinking he wasn’t a Christian because he didn’t go to church. The irony is, I went to church 3-4 times weekly, and was unregenerate!
There are multiple stories involving drugs, guns, & other things I was involved in that mi Padre discovered & handled with grace. Let’s just say on more than a few occasions I’d go to my “stash spots” & find a note in the place of what I was looking for.
The notes in mi Padre’s handwriting would say, “God told me what you were hiding, & you are not fooling Him or me.”
The notes in mi Padre’s handwriting would say, “God told me what you were hiding, & you are not fooling Him or me.”
The notes in mi Padre’s handwriting would say, “God told me what you were hiding, & you are not fooling Him or me.”
You made more deposits of Spiritual Capital in my heart & mind than I realized earlier and in life. I realize now how much you loved me, provided for me, and showed me love in ways I was too immature to realize when I was younger.
The pictures of these scrapbooks show the countless amounts of hours he’d spend on capturing every award, picture, & newspaper clipping, me & my 2 older brothers earned. This was his way of preserving how proud he was of us. At 40 I know finally understand.
Gracias papa!
Gracias papa!
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