I watched you struggling to stay on all fours when you were learning to crawl.  I reached out to catch you when you took your first steps and ran alongside as you rode your bike for the first time without training wheels.

Your first base hit, winning the grueling 800 meter race, and that spectacular reception in the end zone made my heart swell with pride.   But it skipped a beat the first time you backed out of the driveway in your own car.  From that day on, sleep never came until I heard the reassuring sound of the garage door opening and the car door closing, no matter the hour.

You became a man before my eyes, much too soon for your mother.   When you introduced the woman who would one day become your wife, I knew my time with you at home would soon be coming to an end.  I understood that parenting was, in part, the art of becoming not needed.  And in fact, you needed me a little less every day.

And now, you’re married with three young boys of your own.  I watch as you sacrifice your life for three boys who long for your love, your attention, your strength of character and your courage.  I can see you fighting against those things that would keep you from fulfilling your responsibility; things like the cares of this world, the deceitfulness of riches, and the love of others things.  And I have never been more proud of you than I am today.

To you, my beloved son, I wish you a Happy Father’s Day.  I encourage you to stay the course, for in due season you will reap if you will not quit.  Blessings that cannot be lost or stolen will one day yours.  They will come through your children; they are priceless and not to be compared.  Trust me, I know, I’m your father.

I love you,

Dad

Matthew 7:11, “If you then, being evil, know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more will your Father who is in heaven give good things to those who ask Him!”

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