Today is a very special day.
Eight years ago our youngest child was born. What a glorious day that was!
Jodi and I decided that we wanted to be surprised by the gender of our babies for every pregnancy. I’m not exactly sure why. It just seemed like God knew what He was doing, and we didn’t have to be privy to every detail. Up to that point in our lives, we had been blessed with three girls and one boy. We were beyond excited for our fifth child to be born.
We really did not have a preference as to whether our fifth child was a boy or a girl, but when Eden was born, she was perfect! My heart melted. A girl. What a blessing!
With every child I found myself simply amazed by how I still had love left in my heart for another. I am guessing that is how God must feel (minus the amazed part). I was very nervous to be a father for the first time. Would I be a decent one? Do I have enough love in my heart to give to a child?
I held our firstborn in my arms and knew that the answer was an overwhelming YES! Then with our second child I wondered, how could I love two children well?!
Somehow there was plenty of love for two children… and three… and four.
And when I held our youngest daughter in my arms, I realized that there was even more love left to give.
If you are anything like me, you have probably wondered how God could possibly love all of His children. I didn’t understand it until I became a father, myself. Now it makes perfect sense.
Even though Eden is our fifth child, I couldn’t imagine life without her. She is an amazing little girl!
She is tough. This week she ran a 5k with Piper, her mother, and me. She never complained. She just kept running.
She is super talented. She says she wants to be like me when she grows up, and she faithfully practices playing guitar and singing so that she can. She is also becoming a very good violinist, and probably the best (or at least cutest) percussionist / shaker player I have ever seen.
She is smart. Even from a young age, I have been amazed by her extensive vocabulary. She loves to read, and she is really good at it.
She is incredibly kind. Though she doesn’t always know exactly how to show it (and though she sometimes acts way too big for her britches), she has a big heart. She really cares about people.
Today this amazing little girl turns 8—even though it seems like only yesterday that we were bringing her home from the hospital. Soon enough she will be 18 and off on her own adventure with the LORD. Until then, I’m going to squeeze her with a big hug, tell her how much I love her, try to keep her face pointed towards Jesus, and enjoy every moment that I possibly can.
This photo was from a trip that she and I took to Columbus, OH to get her a bigger violin. She had outgrown her previous violin. As usual, I asked her where she wanted to stop and eat lunch, and she answered with a very emphatic, “Chipotle!!”
That was an epic daddy / daughter date.