We only wanted one thing from our fathers, once their lives here were no more, their Bibles. Our Father's Day Foundation is built on nothing less than the blood of Jesus and his righteousness. Our fathers were pillars of faith in our lives.
No longer will they call you Deserted,
or name your land Desolate.
But you will be called Hephzibah,
and your land Beulah;
for the Lord will take delight in you,
and your land will be married.
In Isaiah 62: 4, we read in TC's Bible about the land of Beulah. Many times through the years, he mentioned how much he liked the song, Sweet Beulah Land.
Sweet Beulah Land, was written and composed by Squire Parsons in 1973.
To which I've never been before.
No sad goodbyes will there be spoken
For time won't matter anymore.
And some day on thee I'll stand.
There my home shall be eternal.
Beulah Land -- Sweet Beulah Land
Where my faith will end in sight.
There's just a few more days to labor.
Then I will take my heavenly flight.
Beulah, in Hebrew, means, "married." Both of our fathers, John P. and TC, were married to women that they respectfully loved. More so, they were married into a relationship with Christ. We were fortunate to witness both and learn from what we saw and heard.
Beulah land, My heaven, my home forevermore.
I love that my dad had the receipt for his Bible, stuck inside his Bible, that shares that his mother, Mrs. W. H. Dayton, purchased it for 14.95. She paid $5.00 down with 9.00 due at 2.00 a week.