Sunday, June 20, 2010

Not just a father but a daddy... My Hubs!


"Daddy, Daddy".. Noah cried as his daddy walked out the front door to go to work. "Son, daddy has to go to work, I will be back later" he said.. As tears rolled down his face he said " No daddy, come, come." Taking Asher away from the door the look on my husband face was one of sadness....

It has been said many times that being a mom is one of the toughest job, I could agree.. But I would have to admit that being a daddy isn't any easier. Anyone can be a father, but it takes a special man to be a daddy. There is a difference you know. Being a daddy is taking on more than what the job requirements are.

I cant imagine how hard it must be to be the leader of a home, yet that is what a daddy does. He is strong enough to protect his family, yet gentle enough to comfort a hurting child. He is tired after working a long day, yet finds the energy to play cars with his son, then gets him in the bath and off to sleep. He forfeits his male bonding time, to spend time with his family because he has had a busy week of work and school.

He walks around with some worn out shoes because he puts the needs of his family ahead of his. He celebrates the little things, making even the smallest a big deal, like no cavities! Or crazy outside the line coloring projects. He spends quality time with his children and doesn't sit in front of the TV wasting time.

He is humble enough to recognize that with out the Lord as headship of the family the family will not be a family. He teaches his family and children about the Lord and keeps prayer alive. He is the leader of the home but is the most willing servant of them all. He is a loving husband and daddy that ensures the words " I love you" are never lacking within these walls.

He bares all the family burdens, the financial ones, the spiritual ones, the emotional ones ( yup us women get emo sometimes, hard to believe I know) and everything else in between. He leaves in the morning knowing that he must make the days wage when all he wants to do is stay home and spend time with his son.

He gives more, requires less.. He does more and expects less. He is a selfless man that puts the needs of the family first! I knew that husband would be a good daddy, but never dreamed he would be the one he is today. He makes me a better mommy because of who he is. There is no other person I would ever do this " parenting" thing with and the Lord knew and that is why he gave me this man. With God and my husband, I know all things are possible and I never have to worry!

May God be with these men. May He give them the strength, wisdom and knowledge needed to be the headship of the family!

A blessed and grateful wife,
me

Friday, June 11, 2010

The heart of worship

The house was quiet, the boys were gone and I slipped into the warm tub. I put my water pillow behind my head ( ok it was a rolled up towel, ghetto I know) and slipped on my ipod careful not to get it wet. I laid there with my eyes closed and played worship music.

As I started to sing, tears rolled down my face. Perhaps it was the long challenging day I had or maybe something a friend recently told me. I saw my friend the other day and she had to have surgery on her throat. They removed her thyroid due to cancer. She said the worst part of it was that her voice hasn’t come back and she was unable to sing and worship. Her eyes filled up with tears as she explained that we take the ability to worship for granted. I saw the pain in her eyes as she explained how she desired to sing out to the Lord and is unable to with her voice.

I was playing worship on the computer today, I walked into my room to find Noah sitting on my bed signing. I said “son what are you doing” He looked up at me and said “worship”. My eyes filled with tears as I watched my son sign and sing worship. I want that heart to worship.

Life and circumstances can take us from that place of worship. The other day as I was in the tub I sang a lil louder. Today as I sat on the bed, I signed with my son more passionately.

It doesnt matter how we come to worship, it could be in a cancer stricken voice barely there, in a off key tune in the tub or simply through sign on the bed. Let us not take for granted the ability to worship the Lord.

Here are the lyrics to “ The heart of Worhip” by Micheal W Smith:

When the music fades
And all is stripped away
And I simply come

Longing just to bring
Something that's of worth
That will bless Your heart

I'll bring You more than a song
For a song in itself
Is not what You have required

You search much deeper within
Through the way things appear
You're looking into my heart


I'm coming back to the heart of worship
And it's all about You
It's all about You, Jesus

I'm sorry, Lord for the thing I've made it
And it's all about You
It's all about You, Jesus

King of endless worth
No one could express
How much You deserve

Though I'm weak and poor
All I have is Yours
Every single breath


Coming back to the heart of worship,
Mon