
Now that I’m a father, things have changed.
I no longer think about my future with me as the central part, now center stage belongs to my daughter.
In the first few months after she was born, whenever I would be out, every random female I saw caused me to think of my daughter and her future. If I saw a 70 year old, I thought about my daughter when she’s 70, imagining what kind of life she might live. When I saw a group of 16 year old girls chatting away, I thought of my daughter, and wondered what kind of friends she’ll have, what dreams and passions she’ll have. When I saw a little girl just starting to ride her first bike, I saw images of my daughter, growing up too fast.
My future used to be about me, now it’s really about her.
I want her to walk into her future full of hope, confidence and passion. I want her to experience her father’s unconditional love each day. I want to guide her as best I can to live out the dreams she has in her heart, and help cultivate her creativity the best I can. I want her to live an adventurous life. I want her to be free in her spirit, and at rest that to her daddy, she’s already perfect without ever having to do a thing.
What is so easy for me to understand now as a father to my child, is not so easy to accept as a child to my heavenly Father, but I feel I must.
God is our heavenly father, and as incredible as it is, he’s not thinking of his future, he’s thinking of ours.
He wants us to walk into our future full of hope, confidence and passion. He wants us to experience our Father’s unconditional love each day. He wants to guide us as best he can to live out the dreams he has placed in our hearts and help cultivate our creativity the best he can. He wants us to live an adventurous life. He wants us to be free in our spirit, and at rest that to our heavenly Daddy, we’re already perfect without ever having to do a thing.
When I think of my daughter, sometimes I just start crying with joy. Then I wonder how many times God has done that over me.
God’s love for us knows no bounds, and we are the object of his affection. Enjoy his love. Rest in his commitment to your future. Smile. Dad loves you.













