A Devotional for Daddy’s 100th Birthday

Honoring Paul Wayne Diehm

“A Legacy That Lives On”

Scripture:

“The righteous man walks in his integrity; his children are blessed after him.” – Proverbs 20:7

Today we celebrate what would have been my daddy’s 100th birthday — Paul Wayne Diehm. Though he’s been gone for 30 years, his love, strength, and faith remain deeply woven into our lives. Time may have passed, but his presence still surrounds us—in the stories we tell, the values we hold, and the quiet ways we carry him in our hearts.

Paul Wayne Diehm was a man of courage and conviction. He proudly served his country during World War II as a tail gunner on a B-17 bomber, watching over his crew with steady eyes and a brave heart. When he returned home, he continued to serve in another way—through his devotion to family, his strong work ethic, and his steadfast faith in God.

Daddy also taught us the meaning of patriotism. He had deep respect for the flag and for the freedoms it represents. If we were ever too slow to stand and place our hand over our heart when the flag passed by or when The Star-Spangled Banner began to play, we were in big trouble. That lesson stayed with us—it wasn’t just about respect for the flag, but about honoring the sacrifice and courage of those who served, including him.

Daddy’s life was an example of quiet strength and humble service. He didn’t need to speak loudly to make an impact; his actions spoke for him. The lessons he taught—about honesty, perseverance, and love of God and country—still guide us today. His laughter once filled our home, and his wisdom continues to steady our hearts.

As I remember him today, I’m reminded that a person’s true legacy isn’t measured by years lived, but by the lives they touch. Daddy’s spirit lives on in every act of goodness, every moment of faith, and every story that keeps his memory alive.

So today, I thank God for Paul Wayne Diehm—for the gift of his life, his service, and the love that still blesses us.

Though I can’t sit beside him, I carry his voice within me.

Though I can’t see his smile, I see his strength in the faces of those he loved.

And though I can’t hold his hand, I hold his memory close—until we meet again.

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