Being a father brings some of
life’s greatest joys. I was privileged to have had a father who enjoyed his
children. He wanted you to be around, found something useful for you to do, and
taught you skills that made you feel valuable. My dad taught me to drive a
tractor, weld, work with cattle, and scores of things that have been with me
all my life. Most of all, he enjoyed being with me. I picked up that desire to
be with my kids from him because they have been one of my fondest enjoyments in
life.
Fatherhood was meant to be
enjoyed. The little ones change so much in the first year, and it’s so much fun
to watch them explore their world. Then the toddler years come where they are
so funny. They say things so spontaneously that they take us by surprise. Like
the time our son Eric said, “Look, the rain is licking up our hop-scotch from
the sidewalk.” Or what our little daughter said in response to a car commercial
with the car flying through the air, “Oh, what a strong car.” During a
conversation with our little son Ryan, we told him that Daddy had Indian blood,
which meant that he and his brother and sister also had some Indian blood. He
was very puzzled and asked about his mother; we replied that she did not. To
which he asked, “So what are you, mother, a cowboy?”
God was so good to me because I
had a job where I could often take my kids with me for a few hours on almost
any day. Honestly, I loved taking them with me and never felt more proud than
when they were in my company.
Fathers, God gives us these
unique years to love, teach and inspire our children, and because we do that,
we get their admiration and respect for life. That is worth more than all the
bonuses and financial incentives in the world.
One of my all-time favorite
scenes in the Bible is when the prodigal son comes home to his father after his
wayward journey that has ended in abject failure. He finally comes to
his senses and realizes that
everything he searched for was back home with his father. “But while he was still a long way off, his
father saw him and was filled with compassion for him; he ran to his son, threw
his arms around him and kissed him” (Luke 15:20). That day the son experienced
his father’s forgiveness. The father’s acts of love are so profound, as he
calls for the best robe to be put on him and to prepare the fattened calf for the
celebration.
When a child grows up in a home with
acceptance, forgiveness, and love, their self-esteem will be much higher.
Fathers, our acceptance of our children will impact how they live the rest of
their lives.
(Parenting
with a Long View) https://bovdbrooks.com/