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My First Father's Day with a Daddy



After the end of the school year rush of dance recitals, gymnastics show, cub scout honors, baseball, birthdays, summer starting...and all the sudden Father's Day is here and we are celebrating as a family...then it hits me - Tarik's never had a dad before.

He's never had a dad to say "Happy Father's Day,"  but this day, he does.  A loving daddy came for him. A daddy who longed for him and started searching for his child, even before the child was born. A daddy who planned, prepared, and promised to find his child no matter what the timeline, costs, or sacrifice.  Would a child actually come home?  Would we wait so long?  Would our family dynamics change?  What about the financial costs?  Would the child love in return?  Yes. This daddy said "yes."  Yes he would go and yes he would love courageously no matter what the risks or blind steps needed to take.  

I admire my husband and the father of our children.  His love for his children, all of them, resembles the love of our Heavenly Father God.  

God longed for us to be joined with him in family for an eternity of joy and praise to the Almighty Creator.  God longed for you.  After the sin of the first man and woman seperated all mankind from the Father Creator, He had a plan.  God planned, prepared, and promised that He would make a way for his children to be able to come back to Him, to be joined into the family of God.  The time it would take? Thousands of years. The costs? oh the costs. Think of all of those in the Scripture that  prepare the way for the coming of Jesus. Sacrifice? It took the death of God's only Son to conquer death once and for all.  Jesus, and only Jesus, is the bridge to the Father. This Heavenly Father God, said "Yes.  Yes my creation, my children, are worth it."  Will the child love in return? That is answer is up to each and every individual. Have you turned to the Father of life? The Father who wants so dearly to be with you for eternity?  Maybe He is still waiting for you.  He will call for you to come! Will you come? 


As I finish this post while typing in our bedroom way past 11 p.m. on Father's Day night. Our little boy slowly creeps open the door, looks in, then closes the door, just standing in the hallway.  My husband calls to him, it's fine to come in and give a snuggle.  The door opens a few inches, a smiling boy waddles a sleepy stagger over to his daddy's open arms.  That's a father's love.  

A reminder of the gospel lives in our home.  A father, loving like the example given by his Heavenly Father.   I'm beyond words of how grateful I am for my husband, showing the Father's love to the children. God gives my husband strength and courage to do this.  I'm beyond blessed for all that the Lord has shown me about the love that he has for us.  


John 3:16  "For God so loved the world, that He gave his only Son, that whosoever believes in Him, shall not perish, but have everlasting life."

For as in Adam all die, so in Christ all will be made alive. 1 Corinthians 15:22

He has saved us and called us to a holy life—not because of anything we have done but because of his own purpose and grace. This grace was given us in Christ Jesus before the beginning of time.   2 Timothy 1:9 


Please continue to pray for us as we raise our family!!  

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