Watchwoman on the Wall

Dad’s – Your Traits Will Be the Traits of the Man Your Daughter Will Marry


By Donna Calvin
Watchwoman on the Wall

Father’s Day
June 17, 2012


Father and Daughter by Enigma Photos

There was an old song, “I want a girl, just like the girl, that married dear ol’ Dad.”  It could also be sung, “I want a boy, just like the boy, that married my dear Mom.”  — Because that is what 99% of the young women who marry, marry!

Fathers take note of this because you one day will have sitting at your Thanksgiving dinner table and every other holiday, including all the Father’s Days from now until your expiration date, a man who closely resembles you – your son-in-law(s).

Your daughter may think that she is going to pick someone who is far better than you (every person has their faults) but 99% of your personality will reoccur in her husband.

Dads, if you don’t like the men your daughters are dating, ask yourself, why is she picking them?

My dad was a god-fearing man.  He was devoted to the Lord Jesus Christ and he behaved like a god-fearing man.

I was very fortunate he was a devoted Christian.  He made a great father.  He was an explicitly Christian with a fair sense of high moral values.  He never hid his faith from anyone.  For example, we prayed in restaurants before every meal.

He lived by a Christian moral code of ethics, even when it was risky.  When the sand and gravel company he worked for began cheating on the weights of how much product was on the truck as compared with the invoice, he refused to allow the incorrect weight to be put on his invoice tickets.  He nearly lost his job over that.  Folks, he didn’t have a union backing him.  My mother and him spent many hours in prayer over that.  Fortunately, my dad didn’t lose his job, but he obeyed God, rather than man, like Peter said we must in the Book of Acts, regardless of the cost.  (Acts 5:29)


My dad wasn’t a rich man.  He never made more than $3,000 in a year.  Nevertheless, every Sunday, the tithe went into the church’s envelop because he knew that it was going to serve God.  He told me many times that if he were a rich man, he wouldn’t spend his money on big houses, boats, and expensive automobiles.  He would give it to poor people who needed it.

He didn’t just talk the talk, he walked the walk.  (Matthew 6:7, James 1:22-25)

When a story would appear in the local newspaper about an unfortunate person, my parents would always send cash in an envelop to the person mentioned in the story.  Never a check.  Checks cost money to write and they didn’t waste a cent.

My dad was not a demonstrative man as far as hugs and kisses goes, he was of German descent, but his best trait was that he loved.  Not with hugs and kisses, but with deeds and actions.  (Matthew 6:6,16)  Not only did he give to strangers in need, he gave to every relative who needed aid.  When my aunt asked him to put a bathroom inside her house, he did.  He paid for it.  There was a time, even in big cities like Cleveland, Detroit, Toledo, Columbus, etc., houses built on city-sized postage stamp lots didn’t have indoor plumbing!

My dad went to work everyday at a very hard job.  [1 Timothy 5:8]  But if any provide not for his own, and specially for those of his own house, he hath denied the faith, and is worse than an infidel.

When I was very young he drove a truck hauling coal for a living.  It was a dirty job and a very hard one.  They not only hauled coal, they had to wrap dirty coal into packages for those who could afford to buy packaged coal.  Eventually, gas furnaces replaced coal and he was without a job for a long while.  He looked towards and sought God in prayer and finally got a job driving for a sand and gravel company.

My dad was a man filled with skills.  It didn’t come from schooling, he only had a sixth-grade education.  I know his wisdom came from God and through the Holy Spirit.  (Proverbs 2:6) My dad fixed things – anything that broke, he fixed it.  We didn’t have a lot of money to buy new things so he fixed whatever broke and kept it running.

My family, my mom, dad, my 10-year older sister and I lived upstairs from my grandmother (which meant my dad lived upstairs from his mother-in-law, his father-in-law and my unmarried, retarded aunt).  That meant that all summer my dad spent planting and transplanting his mother-in-law’s flowers!  The man must have had the patience of Job!  Why did he do it?  Because he was a servant to those around him.  He respected his elders.  [Exodus 20:12]  Honour thy father and thy mother: that thy days may be long upon the land which the LORD thy God giveth thee. – Additional Scriptures – Proverbs 23:22, Proverbs 1:8; Ephesians 6:1)

By the time my grandparents died when I was eleven, he and Mom had built, nail by nail, 2 x 4 by 2 x 4, shingle by shingle, a new house directly across the street on a lot my dad had traded an old alcoholic a bottle of whiskey for during the Great Depression.  It was the typical bungalow of the 1950’s.  To me, it was a palace!  My dad took my retarded aunt in and she lived with us.  Why?  Because he knew it was the Christlike thing to do.  Taking care of family comes before anything else and if a man doesn’t do it, he is worse than a heathen.  [1 Timothy 5:8]

Some things my dad forced me to do!  Things I didn’t like.  Some I even hated!



Jo & Ed (Donna’s Parents)



I not only thank my dad, I thank God for giving me my dad for without them I would never have this calling upon me.  [Proverbs 22:6]  Train up a child in the way he should go: and when he is old, he will not depart from it.

After 1948 when we got our first TV set, the thing that I most remember about my dad was that when a religious program came on the radio nightly broadcasted from 7:45 PM to 8 PM, he forced (I mean that word, too) to shut off the TV and listen to that 15 minute program.

When he and my mom prayed every evening, I was forced to sit still and pray with them!

When he read a chapter in the Holy Bible every night, I was forced to sit still and listen to him read.

Every Sunday morning I was forced to go to church!  Churches weren’t air conditioned then.  It was crowded.  People sat next to each other with arms touching as the ushers urged you to move in closer so one more could fit in the pew.  A lot of people used to go to church back then!  It was so hot in church, every summer Sunday it was not unusual for someone to faint.  The ushers would come and carry the unconscious soul out into the hallway, refreshing them with cool water.  Services weren’t shortened just because it was hot!  God meant more to Christians back then than being entertained in plush padded theater seats with “April Air” humming and drumming away quietly blowing fresh, cooled air down from the ceiling vents.

When I say forced to go to church, I mean, if I didn’t get up, I knew a glass of cold water would be poured down upon me!  And my mattress would still be wet at bedtime!  I knew I had to get up and go, like it or not!

The last thing I recall about my dad were his last words to me, spoken just hours before he died.  He said, “Donna, the only regret I have in life is that I didn’t love Jesus more.”

Well, Dad, I married a man a whole lot like you and today, he serves the Lord Jesus Christ and I know of no two other men who love Jesus more than you and he do.

You see, I married a man a whole lot like my dad – and I’m glad every day that I did.

Men, especially you fathers with young children, please know that the chances of your children marrying someone like you is strong to for sure!

Please remember this, fathers, how you behave will effect the lives of your children forever!

Be a Christian man!  Be the kind of man you want your daughter to marry.  Love your daughter.  Be as gentle as a dove and bold as a lion!



Christ with me, Christ before me, Christ behind me. Christ within me, Christ beneath me, Christ above me, Christ on my right, Christ on my left, Christ in the fort, Christ in the chariot seat. Christ in the heart of every man who thinks of me. Christ in the mouth of every man who speaks of me, Christ in every eye that sees me, Christ in every ear that hears me. – Ancient Prayer



This is my Beloved Son, Jesus Christ, in Whom I am Well Pleased



It was the very things that my beloved dad forced me to do that are the things that have turned me into the Christian woman who married a wonderful Christian man and who after my mothering years were over, turned me into the missionary woman I’ve become.  This simple woman became the Word Warriorette of Taking America Back Ministries once my children were grown and then last year, became the Watchwoman on the Wall.  What an honor!  I still cannot believe this has happened to me!

I am privileged to be serving Jesus Christ, called today to save babies from being murdered in their mother’s wombs, speaking the truth in love about the sins of the world including sodomy, speaking out against the unholy alliances the politicians make with evildoers compromising the Word of God, and exposing the evil prejudice against God’s Church of Jesus Christ.  [John 7:7]  The world cannot hate you; but me it hateth, because I testify of it, that the works thereof are evil.

But most of all, I am humbled to the point to which I just want to fall down on my face and cry in utter joy by the very thought that I can reach people all over the world through this Watchwoman blog.  Beliefnet has millions of readers from every walk of life all over the world!  I can reach millions more than I ever could have without the people who have done much work before establishing Beliefnet.

I am privileged to pass along the faith carrying out the commandment of our Lord Jesus Christ to love one another as He loved us by preaching the Gospel to as many as who will receive – known as:




[Matthew 28:18-20 KJV]  And Jesus came and spake unto them, saying, All power is given unto me in heaven and in earth. [19]  Go ye therefore, and teach all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Ghost: [20]  Teaching them to observe all things whatsoever I have commanded you: and, lo, I am with you alway, even unto the end of the world. Amen.

Fathers, if you want to be more Christlike, or maybe you’re not even sure you are Christian?  Please, read:

“Inspirational. Do you know for sure?”




I Love My Father by pipitadapo



Posted by Donna Calvin — Monday, June 11, 2012


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