A Marvelous Dad
Tonight, sitting in my office after hours to finish up some administrative work, I am surprised by joy. More specifically, I’m caught off guard by the joy of a father and his little daughters picking through what is left of our pumpkins. After a week of trying to get rid of our pumpkins at a discount, we put an ad out on Craigslist advertising them for free. Because of that ad, this dad is here loading up the freebies so that he can feed his livestock, but mostly so that his girls can have an adventure with him. As they search through the pallets, moving past the rotten ones, they shriek with joy each time a good one is found. And every time that victory yell is raised, he celebrates the find. “Good job, little one! Well done. That one is perfect!”
The love in his voice, it’s enough to make my heart break wide open with joy.
Rich or poor or in between, tonight I thank God for all the marvelous dads in the world. The ones who allow themselves to see whimsy through the eyes of their children. The ones who take the time to play, to get down on their knees and wonder from the same vantage point that their kids occupy. The ones who aren’t afraid to love their children openly, loudly and with abandon. The ones who hug, and tease, and tousle hair. The ones who think their children hung the moon.
Thanks be to God for fathers such as these. They make all the difference in the world.