I knew being a dad was something you wanted from the earliest talks we had.
Our plan and timing for a family was different than God's.
We cried a lot.
And while we waited- you loved others- nieces, nephews, cousins, kids of friends-as if they were your own.
And then, God gave us this guy.
And while you never liked playing football in the backyard or working on cars. You broke the stereo-typical molds the world assigns and taught him how to look people in the eye, grasp their hand and let them know they were noticed. You taught him that there is nothing "sissy" about helping your wife take care of the home. You taught him that sometimes it's okay for grown men to cry.
You taught him so much more than I even know.
And then, you taught him to love unconditionally in the hard by your example.
And you started protecting and teaching these two in the same way. Only the task was much greater. And the days much longer.
And the light not always visible.
And our sons are better for having you as their Daddy- because you balance the lessons of life with laughter and silliness. When I'm all about the rules, you remind us all that sometimes you just have to laugh.
So keep playing.
Keep letting them climb in your lap and sleep next to you on the floor.
Keep showering your oldest with encouragement as he is now influencing little girls who call him Daddy.
"Dads are most ordinary men turned by love into heroes, adventurers, story-tellers and singers of song." -Pam Brown
Rex, please keep being the man, extraordinary, who turned by God's love is your kid's hero- keep telling the the story of Jesus. Keep singing of His grace.
Because at the end of the day, the greatest Dad ever is the one who gives us hope.
Thanks for pointing your boys to Jesus, not just by your words but by your life- flawed and forgiven.
Happy Father's Day Rex!
I love you and am so proud of the Dad you are.