In a matter of moments I’m going to be a DAD…..
Tonight as I was Driving home from church I started thinking about the lyrics to this song.
It hit me the other night as I was getting our bag packed for the hospital…This is real, no more “one day” or “someday I’ll be a dad” It’s here..Game time, and it’s got me thinking a lot about fatherhood.
I read a statistic the other day that said fathers day is the number one highest day of the year for collect phone calls. that is so sad…
My prayer has been from the time we found out a little human was in Kym to right now has been…
God help us, help us be amazing sold out Christians so our son can see his mom and dad totally in love with you. God I don’t want to have a son that see’s his dad one way @ home and another way up there preaching…Please Help me be a Godly dad. I pray that you save my son. That as he grows walking in a real relationship with you. That you show him the plan for his life, be it, Preaching…Singing…Doctor..Playing for the COLTS!!! Ha ha, God he is a gift from you, I want to help Him grow to love you. Lord help me be the dad that I know I can be only with your help!
Well, here are the lryics to a song that has been replaying in my mind for months now…Enjoy!
He climbs in my lap for a goodnight hug
He calls me Dad and I call him Bub
With his faded old pillow and a bear named colt
He snuggles up close and says, “I want to be like you”
I tuck him in bed and I kiss him goodnight
Trippin’ over the toys as I turn out the light
And I whisper a prayer that someday he’ll see
He’s got a father in God ’cause he’s seen Jesus in me
Lord, I want to be just like You
‘Cause he wants to be just like me
I want to be a holy example
For his innocent eyes to see
Help me be a living Bible, Lord
That my little boy can read
I want to be just like You
‘Cause he wants to be like me
Got to admit I’ve got so far to go
Make so many mistakes and I’m sure that You know
Sometimes it seems no matter how hard I try
With all the pressures in life I just can’t get it all right
But I’m trying so hard to learn from the best
Being patient and kind, filled with Your tenderness
‘Cause I know that he’ll learn from the things that he sees
And the Jesus he finds will be the Jesus in me
Right now from where he stands I may seem mighty tall
But it’s only ’cause I’m learning from the best Father of them all
Where am I going with this, you may ask. Too many days, I have been wondering how my boy will see me. What will he be learning every day when I yell, when I scream, when I spank, when I hug, when I kiss, when sing, when I play. What kind of man will he be seeing in me?
Am I the kind of example that I want him to grow up to be like? I hope so.
And as long as I keep looking toward the SON, I will be the best dad I can be.
I hope that this isn’t coming out too sappy, but that is who I am