There’s a kind of love this world doesn’t talk about enough —
the love of a father with a pure heart.
A man whose strength isn’t loud,
but steady — like calm water that never stops flowing.
A man who leads not with control,
but with kindness, patience, and understanding.
He is gentle, yet fierce —
fierce in the way only love can be,
protective, faithful, and unbreakable.
He never raises his voice,
but his presence moves mountains.
He teaches without preaching,
lifts without boasting,
and loves without conditions.
He’s heroic in the everyday,
fun and funny in the small moments,
and wise in ways that only time can teach.
He’s the man who showed me
that true power is patience,
true courage is compassion,
and real love — never breaks,
it bends with grace.
So today, I honor my father —
for his gentle strength,
his endless light,
and his pure heart.
Because in his love, I learned what PURE love truly is. - Jenevieve Campo
Mathew 5:8 “Blessed are the pure in heart, they shall see God”