My father was far from perfect. He was, however, the kindest man I’ve ever met. He was tough too (didn’t realize this until much later in life). He taught by example and I didn’t particularly like it either. My father led us, anyway. You see, fathers are called to lead when it’s hard, they’re busy, got other jobs to do, are bone tired, and even when they’re trying to drive.
Fathers are called to lead their families. Fathers are expected to be fathers everyday. My father modeled the way, embraced pain and suffering, and embodied (best he could) truth in Love. God, help me follow your lead and continue to serve our growing family. God, help me. Happy Father’s Day.
Live hard. Love harder…
BUILT TO LEAD 