I am a daughter. My father is an example for me.
Every child of Heavenly Father born in the world is given at birth, as a free gift, the Light of Christ.
A mortal parent may appreciate, in some small way, the feelings of a loving Heavenly Father. When our children come to the age when they must leave our direct care, we feel anxiety for their safety and concern that those who are to help them will not fail them.
My dad was very intelligent, had a very strong personality. I was amazed with my father.
The place of the father in the modern suburban family is a very small one, particularly if he plays golf.
The Lord protects, guides, and watches over those who are His trusted friends in His work. His work and that of His Father and our Father is to bring to pass the immortality and eternal life of the children of God. And Satan, the enemy of our happiness, opposes those who serve the Lord.
My father was the Prime Minister of Pakistan. My grandfather had been in politics, too; however, my own inclination was for a job other than politics. I wanted to be a diplomat, perhaps do some journalism – certainly not politics.
Surely no child should fear his own father – especially a priesthood father. A father’s duty is to make his home a place of happiness and joy.
You don’t have to deserve your mother’s love. You have to deserve your father’s.
When my father started talking about strip mining in the Appalachia back in the ’60s, I remember a conversation I had with him where he said, you know, this is the richest state in the country if you look at the resources and the land, but the poorest people after the state of Mississippi: the 49th poorest people in the country.