a first father's day


It's a bit early, and I know Father's Day isn't officially until tomorrow, but I keep thinking about what a special day it is, and I want to start celebrating now.

I grew up with wonderful, fun-loving, open-hearted parents who cherished me, believed in me, disciplined me, and put me first. Always. And I have been blessed to share the last (almost) five years of my married life with a man whose parents did the same. Our fathers were - albeit very different - perfect examples of how ordinary, hard-working people can give their children extraordinary lives. A few hugs, a lot of laughter, and maybe even a spanking or two, and we knew, without a doubt, that they loved us.

And, soon, it will be our turn.

My husband, Pierce, has already proved himself - in more ways than I can list here - to be the kind of father I want our baby to have. He's gentle, but determined. He's got a wicked sense of humor, but he knows when to listen and when to comfort. He is patient, and unfailingly generous. He loves Jesus and he lives his faith, teaching me a little bit more each day about what it means to be a disciple. He loves children and, more importantly, understands what they need from a father. He was made for this role. And I still can't believe he's mine. He's ours.

We weren't sure what to expect when we prayed together that night in August last year, when we chose to relinquish our fears and desires over to God about having children. And I'm not sure I could have taken a step of faith that big if I didn't have Pierce holding my hand. But God walks ahead of us, and He stands behind us, and He knows... even when we don't. And I'm so glad I didn't let fear pull me back again. I am so glad I get to see Pierce press his hands on my stomach, his eyes wide with anticipation, just hoping for a little hello kick. I'm so humbled by the way he shows me off, and talks about our little one with such joy. I don't deserve his love. But, oh, I wouldn't trade it for the world.

Pierce, you are already an incredible father. And I know our baby is going to grow up admiring you the way we admired our own fathers. I love you more than words can ever express.

Happy Father's Day.

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