Dads

dadThere are good dads, excellent dads, not so good dads, and even very bad dads.

Mine was not bad, not excellent, not even absent. He was…complicated. It did not feel like I had a dad growing up, but the reasons for this were much deeper than what I could understand back then, and it’s only recently that I began to see things clearly, long after I was all grown up, long after my dad was gone from this earth. And at times, I long to tell him that I get him now, and that I even respect him, and am thankful for all he was for me. But that window is shut, and I receive grace for living.

But Dads are worth talking about. And good dads ought to be celebrated. Because they change the world. The lack of good dads seem to make for weak men and women, a society with no backbones. The presence of great dads builds strong men and women, courageous ones who dare to dream and go forward. And change the world a bit. Or a lot. I hope for my sons to be as amazing as their father has been to them, that they influence the places where they live by loving their sons and daughters, one life at a time for a million lives and then some.

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Dads have a ton of knowledge because they have lived so much longer than their kids, but knowledge is not what makes them great dads. They are great dads because they are present, and are choosing to love, no matter what. They won’t leave because it gets tough. They are in for the long haul. Great dads, they are great because when they teach by living with their sons and daughters the everyday stuff of life, by being present, by understanding that it’s a journey.

Great dads teach that life is made up of seasons, and it’s a lovely progression that ought to be embraced:

“Here, son, watch me to it!”

“Could we do this together?”

“How about you do it and I watch you?”

Dads, real dads, they reflect the heart of God.

Cultivating Thankfulness with Ann Voskamp

one-thousand7#931Finding the person I needed to find in the midst of hundreds of people

#932 Being able to love on my Emmaline

#933 Waking up rested

 

Sometimes, I link up with any or all of these wonderful writers: Hearts 4 Home, SDG, Hearts Reflected, WLW, EOA, Things I can’t say, Growing Home, Play Dates with God, Monday Musings, Hear it on Sunday,Inspire Me Monday, Tell me a Story, The Better Mom, a Mama’s Story, Into the Word, In and Around Mondays,OYHT, Gratituesday,Titus2Tuesdays, Extraordinay, Lessons from Ivy, Denise in Bloom, Sweet Blessings, Faith Filled Friday, Finding Joy, WholeHearted Home, Mom’s the Word, Reclaiming a Redeemed Life

 

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8 comments

  1. Dads reflect our perception of God. Unconditional love–or love based on grades or skill sets. Gentleness or coarseness. Kindness or anger. Giving praise for both my Heavenly Father and earthly father. So thankful for the journey.

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  2. Most dads are wise in their own right, and as kids, we often could not see their wisdom. At 13 I had a “boy friend” and dad said, NO dates until you are 16, unless your brother and sister also go with you. That was fine with me and more fun too. Thank you for sharing your lovely post with us here at “Tell Me a Story.” At: http://letmetelluastory.blogspot.com/

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  3. I am a breastfeeding educator and one interesting factoid I picked up recently was that when Dad is 100% supportive of breastfeeding, 98.1% of moms breastfeed successfully. When Dad is indifferent (not hostile, just indifferent) about it… fewer than 28% of moms successfully breastfeed. Huge difference a Dad can make… even in something considered a “woman’s” area!

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  4. A dad’s role is perceived to be so much different than a mom’s role and that is untrue. Dad’s nurture just as much as moms and while it may be expressed in a different way, it is still the same.
    My family is very complicated…like whoa…I did not have a solid definition of what a Dad truly was until my son was born. My husband swooped in and just…beautiful. This is a fabulous post.

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  5. I’m next to you at Jennifer’s this week. I too had a complicated relationship with my dad. I wrote a three part story about our relationship on my blog and titled it A Journey of Forgiveness. It was so healing to write it. Isn’t it wonderful how we can look back and see things a bit more objectively and recognize there were some good things about the dad God gave us.

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