This is my husband.
I could stare at him for hours, but let me move on. He is an amazing father to our little one.
We like to chant “Da-da” until he returns home from work. Yeah, we’re big fans of this guy.
He is a not perfect, but he is a man of God.
Hero of the Sweetest Kind,
Happy Father’s Day! I remember composing a blog post a year ago to honor you as my husband and the father of our newborn. I could not have imagined how the past year would unravel itself, unveiling a day-by-day call to self-denial that you would heed relentlessly. It has not been easy. We’ve been pushed to our limits, sometimes with little-to-no sleep. I’ve watched you choose which battles to fight, easing your grip on school (all the precious time teachers must give after hours) in order to come home early to provide me with some relief. How our little boy has cherished those hours with you! His da-da, da-da, da-di, da-di, da-da.
It seems like forever ago that we were planning our wedding, but I remember being struck by how involved you wanted to be. You actually cared about some of those small decisions, like whether to have place cards at the reception. I didn’t know it then but you were showing yourself to be a true partner. We were a team then and we are a team now. You have completely thrown yourself into everything concerning our son. When he cries or when he’s hurt, he doesn’t just look to me, the nurturing mom, for comfort, but he looks to you. Some say the day will come when he will want only me. But we know better, don’t we? This boy is all about Daddy. And I don’t think that’s going to change anytime soon.
Our pursuit of God has been challenged this year as we have had to adjust to changing schedules and how to use what free time we have to refresh ourselves. But you have persevered. You never give up. Sure, you get frustrated when things don’t look the way you want, but you haven’t withdrawn from the good fight of faith. I love you for that. It’s what we need the most. I love that we push each other in this area and that I can still say that one of my favorite things to do is dig into the word with you. Remember this past Christmas and the word you shared with us? One of the highlights of this past year.
There are so many unknowns ahead of us now as we embark on another crazy adventure. We’re expecting another child soon and we’re making big family decisions. We’re trying to figure out this whole “discipline” thing, and we’re not getting it all right. But I’m so happy God has not called us to be perfect parents today. He’s called us to be faithful. And you are faithful, Adam. Every. Single. Day.
It amazes me.
Your sacrifices do not go unnoticed.
May you continue to abide in God as a Psalm 1 husband and father, being “like a tree, planted by streams of water that yields its fruit in it season, and its leaf does not wither. In all that he does, he prospers” (Psalm 1:3).
I love you Babe!
And to all other heroes being celebrated today, Happy Father’s Day!
She Holds Him 