I love a good dad. There is almost nothing to me that is as beautiful as seeing a man step up into the role of a loving father. The more I’ve met with students and entered into the lives of students, the more I’ve been able to see the effects of a good dad. In a way it seems like the identity of an individual is often built into the role of the father-figure in their life.
Have you ever seen a dad apologize to a child? That moment may seem trivial to some, but consider the beauty in it. Consider the way the child is shown that they are more important to their dad than their dad’s pride.
Have you ever seen a dad discipline a child? I’ve met so many people who just want someone to lovingly correct them; someone to be an example, someone to set boundaries. A dad who disciplines a child with love and patience implants integrity and character into their children.
When I worked at the Old Spaghetti Factory this dad and son came in once a week. Once a week they sat on the same side of the booth together. Once a week he didn’t pull his cell phone out. Once a week they ate together. Once a week this kid new that their was nothing more important in front of his dad than him.
I love a dad who takes his responsibility seriously. I dad who sees that God in many cases in the Bible is described as a father.
I love a dad who takes the time to do whatever it takes to not mar his children’s view of God.
I love a dad who thinks through his actions with love, who doesn’t speak impulsively, who doesn’t avoid conflict, who doesn’t back down, who holds his child after disciplining them, who daily speaks value into his children.
I love a dad who admits when he messes up, who sets an example by loving his wife, who encourages his children, who serves whole-hearted, and who values others.
I love a dad who recognizes his incredible responsibility and prayerfully admits that he is not prepared or qualified for this responsibility. I love a dad who leans on God because of this and lifts his children up in prayer.
I love a good dad
