Thursday, June 14, 2018


Good Dads really don’t care about gifts and special recognition on Father’s Day.  Good Dads do what they do for their children because they know it’s their responsibility.  Shorts and shirts and funny cards are nice, but Good Dads don’t need them.

What Good Dads want is for their children to be all that they can be.  They want their children to make the most of their potential.  Good Dads want their children to take advantage of opportunities.

Good Dads work the 60 hour weeks; spend the four out of five days on the road; and work the two jobs as an investment.  Good Dads invest the time and the money, and provide the discipline and wise advice in hopes that the dividend will be children who live prosperous and fulfilling lives.  Good Dads know that this is a necessary investment and take the responsibility seriously.

The best gift a child can give a Good Dad is to be responsible member of society.  To respect others.  To care for others.  To put in a total effort to reach their potential.  Those are the gifts that last much longer than a tie, or cologne, or car wash coupons.

For Good Dads it doesn’t take much.  They’ll eat a piece of cake; they’ll appreciate the well wishes, but Good Dads don’t seek adulation or praise.  Good Dads understand is what they do is what they are supposed to do.  The only thing that Good Dads want from their investment in their children is that those children become strong, honest, caring and responsible adults.  That’s all Good Dads want.  Simple, yet so meaningful.


Good dads change your diaper when it’s messy.
Good dads buy you a basketball or football even before you’re six months old.
Good dads pick you up from your first day of kindergarten.
Good dads take off of work to see your first-grade Thanksgiving play.
Good dads read your favorite story to you, even though you’ve heard it 77 times before.
Good dads coach your soccer team even if he doesn’t like soccer.
Good dads give you chicken-noodle soup when you’re sick.
Good dads spank your butt when you mouth-off to your mother.
Good dads help you with your homework, even if they don’t quite understand.
Good dads are patient.
Good dads always want the best for you.
Good dads never give up on you.
Good dads get up early in the morning to take you to your first job.
Good dads have talks with your teachers or coaches when they don’t treat you fairly.
Good dads tell their sons how to respect women.
Good dads tell their daughters to be careful of whom they trust.
Good dads teach their children to respect their elders.
Good dads teach their children to respect themselves.
Good dads tell you when you screw up.
Good dads teach you how to drive.
Good dads always tell you to be careful.
Good dads show you how to change a flat tire.
Good dads come out in the rain at 2:00 o’clock in the morning to change your flat tire.
Good dads don’t seek your adulation or praise.  Taking care of you is their responsibility.
Good dads don’t always give you what you want, but always provide what you need.
Good dads tell you stories about your grandparents and your aunts and uncles.
Good dads always put their children first. 
Good dads love their children unconditionally.
Good dads encourage their children to develop their mind, body, and spirit.
Good dads always love and respect the mother of their children.

Tuesday, May 8, 2018


A while back, I attended a college graduation ceremony and observed something that verified something I already knew; but hadn’t actually thought about. Seated in front of me was a young mother and next to her was her newborn baby. The infant couldn’t have been more than two weeks old as it sat in the plastic car carrier oblivious to the world. What I observed was this mother’s constant and deliberate attention to this new person. Every few seconds she would look inside the carrier to see if everything was alright. The baby was sleep, yet the new mother kept watch much like a mother robin does with her newly hatched babies; or like a mother lion does with her baby cubs. And it occurred to me that there is a special bond between child and mother that is pure and natural. It cannot be duplicated. It cannot be replicated. Grandma doesn’t have it. Auntie doesn’t have it. And definitely Dad doesn’t have it. That bond between mother and child is like no other bond ever created. You can’t describe it. You can’t study it. You simply have to know that it is.

And while the bond gets tested many times as a child grows, the bond remains intact. Mom will defend you to the Supreme Court if need be, yet be your harshest critic when you act a fool. I instinctly knew that this bond existed, but when you get to be grown, sometimes you have to be reminded of what you know. That’s what the woman at the graduation ceremony did. She reminded me that the Spirit created the bond between mother and child to be like no other human connection on earth, and because of that, we are blessed more than we can ever comprehend.

What is all this noise about Mother’s Day?  Why are people breaking their necks to celebrate this manufactured holiday created by the greeting card companies?  All your mother ever did for you was:
*Carry your butt for nine months while being your sole source of survival.
*Provide immediate nutrition at her bosom the minute you were born.
*Change your smelly diaper after you messed all over yourself.
*Protect you from dangers that you never even knew existed.
*Be your first teacher about being Careful, being Fair, being Honest, and being Responsible.
*Believe in you when you didn’t have the good sense to believe in yourself.
*Be the first person to Love you unconditionally.

So now you pick one day out of 365 to buy the flowers, the candy, the necklace, the dinner that the advertisers tell you to buy so that your mother is celebrated appropriately.

This is what your really mother deserves.  She deserves to be able to say her prayers at night and be able to thank the Lord for a child that is Responsible, Caring, Safe, and Happy.  A child that does the Right Thing, because it’s the Right Thing to do.  Your mother loves you unconditionally, and always will.  So be worthy of that love by simply being a better child, a better citizen, a better person.  Instead of making the flower companies and the phone companies rich one day a year, make your mother Proud Everyday.  Do that, and Everyday will truly be your Mother’s Day.

Saturday, March 31, 2018

New Book Release

April 4th, 1968
A story about pursing your dream
S. A. Miller
Everyone has dreams.  In pursuing your dream you are often presented with challenges that test your resolve.  You ask, “Should I continue?  Is this important?”  Thursday, April 4th, 1968 is a fictional short story about one young man’s challenge to follow his dream in the midst of a national tragedy.

It is the spring of 1968.  Moses Derrick is a senior track star at Central High School in Harriston and being a track star in Harriston is a big deal.  This town loves its high school track.  Moses has always dreamed of winning the City Championship in his specialty, the 100-yard dash.  Last year, he pulled his hamstring during the championship race and was unable to finish.   A year of unrelenting rehabilitation by Moses has healed the hamstring and now he is on the verge of achieving his dream.

Then on Thursday, April 4th, 1968, five days before the City Championship track meet, an assassin’s bullet takes the life of Dr. Martin Luther King.  As Harriston and the nation mourns, Moses has to decide if he will participate in the track meet that will take place on the same day of Dr. King’s funeral.  Moses’ friends tell him he shouldn’t run.  Never mind that winning the 100-yard dash City Championship is Moses’ long-time dream.  Never mind that he has worked so hard to get the opportunity to run in the City Championship again.  His friends say it’s dishonorable to participate in a track meet on the same day that one of the most revered men who has ever lived is being laid to rest.  But, for Moses, running this race is his last chance to achieve his dream.

Paperback version available from:
Soul Stories

E-book version available from:
Barnes & Noble
Apple iBooks

Contact information:
S. A. Miller

Published by ANG Communications, Inc.
Fort Wayne, Indiana