I told my father to quit ragging on me one day, actually many days, but on that one day he sat down and told me, his father did the same thing to him. I am obese, don't go to church but still believe in God, and my father is just worrying about me. My grandfather would give my father and uncles hell about their drinking. He wasn't a teetotaler and they aren't drunks, he was just worried about them. My father is worried about my physical health and spiritual health. I used to think he was a holy roller, he is not by any stretch of the imagination.
My little brother and I both roll our eyes at a lot of my fathers wild ideas, and we shouldn't but we do give him hell about a lot of it. However, he is an old man, and embarrassingly more ambulatory than me, but I am worried because his doctor says he may need a pacemaker.