Yesterday we honored those who are fathers. Specifically, we honored those who have done well or are attempting to do well in their roles as fathers. As mothers, we are so aware of the role(s) fathers have.
I sat nearby as Steve visited in our home with our daughter, Jessica... our 3 other children on the phone... and his 83 year old father on the phone. Before that, at noon, Steve and I ate at Don Pablo's with Andrea and 2 of her 4 sons as they missed daddy Chuck who was captaining his boat in the Atlantic.
Earlier in the day, Steve preached a powerful Father's Day sermon to our church family. He challenged fathers to:
3. Be the spiritual leader
4, Model how to live love
I thought about the many times that I've seen that done in our home over the years. It was a common sight to see Crystal or Jessica sitting on daddy's lap as they shared love and laughter. I'm so thankful for the hearts and eyes of compassion that all 4 of our children have developed... they have their "father's eyes".
I thought about being with Caleb a few weeks ago and seeing one year old Perry outstretch his arms to his daddy. I remembered Caleb as a young boy walking around the house in his daddy's cowboy boots and standing at the door waiting for Steve to come home. Then, I thought of recent pictures of Jordan and Chloe and I meditate on God's wonderful words in Psalms 103 :
"But from everlasting to everlasting
the LORD’s love is with those who fear Him,
and His righteousness with their children’s children—
18 with those who keep His covenant
and remember to obey His precepts."