I’m convinced most things are better caught than taught. We learn by example and experience. If our father never spoke blessing over us or expressed this kind of love, we will probably never do it for our children. It’s a vicious cycle that’s more of a curse than a blessing.
I can never walk into the lumber section of a big box hardware store without thinking of my dad, mainly because the aroma of aftershave and sawdust call to mind so many of my fondest childhood memories.
A missing father easily translates into a missing God. My father was out there, somewhere. I met him. He was real. He was there. Just not there for me.
So, my son and I both got stung by jellyfish on our vacation.What did God teach us that day? Find out here.
Once when I was a teenager, my father and I were standing in line to buy tickets for the circus. Finally, there was only one family between us and the ticket counter. This family made a big impression on me
Manly Father 101 – Fatherly Assurance If you are a Father, you must learn to assure your children that your love for them is immutable and unconditional! Assure your children […]