One day, your biggest concern is that the sugar at the bottom of your Dunkin’ Donuts iced coffee isn’t dissolved, and the next day…you’re responsible for a human life. This responsibility petrifies any warm-blooded man, and we are thrust into it with no manual, no practice, and no idea of what to do about it.
The moment Paisley was born, a new feeling entered into my life: I knew that no matter what, I would do anything for that little girl. I didn’t have to be taught that feeling, it just happened. I’m sure a pack of rabid dogs wouldn’t have burst into that hospital room, but boy, I was ready just in case. I don’t know any jiu jitsu, but I could probably have confused them into submission with some wild hand waving or loud yelps. Maybe I would have just run around like Curly from the Three Stooges.
I love my little girl, and it’s really only since becoming a dad that I have been able to understand the love a parent can have for a child. It’s a love that is modeled for us in the Bible. But here’s one thing that I can’t comprehend: How did God let his only son get killed? I mean, we all can benefit from this incredible sacrifice, but honestly…how is it even possible that God so loved us enough to accept the death of his son as payment for our sinful hearts?
June is the month where we honor our dads, and unfortunately many people have to dig pretty deep to find something nice to say about their fathers. Fortunately for me, I have a great dad. I know he loves me and would do anything for me. I also know my dad wouldn’t hand me over to an angry mob for someone else’s sake. Even though I have a new appreciation for the love a parent can have for his child, I don’t understand a love deeper than that for someone else.
I’m new at this dad thing. I’m not very good at it, and I’m sure I’ll get worse before I get better. I would put myself in the category of “okay.” And even though my dad is great and I’m learning, there is only one WORLD’S BEST DAD, and that’s the Father who would let his son die that millions more throughout history might live.