A gentle man, a gentleman, and a daddy.
Life has shoved me up against some men who do cruel and heartless things, sometimes briefly, sometimes for a seemingly endless period. Fortunately, a loving God first placed me next to a gentle man, a gentleman, who was and is both all the time. There is an exception, though, somewhat like the exception for Jesus. When enough was enough, Jesus got angry enough to clean out the temple. When a cruel man hurt one of Daddy's daughters, he was indignant. It stands out in memory for its rarity as well as it's fierceness.
I have been blessed.
Thank you, God.
Thank you, Daddy.