What My Dad Taught Me


This week was a big week for my family.

It was a time of celebration. It was where a year and a half of hard work for my dad, mom, sister Maggie, and countless other family members and volunteers was put to the test. They had laid the ground work for a successful campaign, but at the end of the day it was up to the voters to cast their opinions for the future of Iowa Senate District 46.

My dad previously served two terms in the Iowa House of Representatives and was ready for a new challenge in the Senate. I have a great liking for the Senate because one of my first jobs was being a clerk in the State Senate. After getting 56.8 percent of the vote to his incumbent opponent’s 43 percent, my dad is now going to be serving under the Golden Dome in the Senate, and I could not be more proud of him!

Do you want to know the secret of my dad’s successful campaign?

Hard work, honesty, and trust in God.

My dad is truly the hardest working person I know. He pushes and won’t quit.

I admire that about him.

He taught me well.

My dad is also honest to a fault. He always insists on doing the right thing even if it means that he’ll potentially be set back by it.

My dad was able to defeat the incumbent with a wide margin even after the incumbent ran the dirtiest smear campaign against him that I have ever seen in state-level politics. My dad didn’t fight back with the same weapons that his opponent used against him. All he had to do was speak the truth. He reinforced that fact that he is a man of principle and believes in doing the right thing even if it’s unpopular and even if voters start to believe the lies of the opposition.

On the day of the election, all my dad could do was rest and pray. All he could do was wait patiently to see the results of the prior year and a half’s work. He had done the work and had been a person of character, but he didn’t know if it would be enough.

That’s how a lot of things in life are. We can put our heart and soul into something but at the end of the day the outcome may be influenced by our effort, but our effort might just not determine what is to come.

I’m learning that in this season of chronic illness. I’m learning that I can take after my dad in working hard and doing the right thing, but I can’t just put my hope in my own abilities because someone else is ultimately in control: God.

God is in control of every one of our life’s circumstances.

My dad taught me to work hard and be a person of character, and I will always value his influence.

I will remember the way he stuck to his principles and followed God’s leading as he remained honest during this campaign.

So, I want to say, “Thank you, Dad!” You’ve taught me more than you even realize.

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