Being a Dad is My Purpose

Everyday I continue to get more and more challenges as a husband, a man, and of course a dad. My first son Logan was born when I was 27 years old, I had been married for roughly 2 years and to be completely honest I feel that I turned 30 the moment he was born and I realized that I am no longer responsible for just myself anymore. I was now stepping into the league of fatherhood and man hood all in the same moment. Logan was born 2 months early and we had so many doctors and nurses in the room it was hard to keep count. Both scared and exited when he came out of my lovely wife I heard the greatest and most joyful sound my ears have ever  sercumbed too.  He cried and both tears and excitement filled the air. He was only 4lbs. 10 oz. but he was perfect. He is now seven years old and I am here to tell you he has no health problems and is beyond extraordinary.

Logan is a kid that I can say is one who “gets it.” He is just a kid and he has an imagination and he laughs and finds joy in things that a kid should find joy in. He plays outside, with his Star Wars guys (have to say that warms my heart, Love me some Star Wars), he plays with his siblings as well as his mom and dad. There is another side to him though that you wouldn’t believe unless you saw it yourself. He takes his schooling very seriously by doing all his weekly homework on Mondays. He gets book reports completed weeks in advance after he reads what he calls chapter books within just a few days. He makes jokes and they are really funny. He has a gift of discernment. Let me explain what I mean by this. When Logan was 6 years old we went to the movies; just him and I and we were going to see The Incredible Hulk (the one with Edward Norton).

As a Christian man part of The Great Commission is to lead others to Christ. This is mostly done through our actions and treating people with love and even respecting what others believe not forcing them to believe as I do, just love them. My faith is a faith and nothing more, I do not feel that I am a good example or at least not like I would like to be but I do try to the best of my abilities that I have been given.

On our way to the movie I felt that I needed to tell my first born about Christ. We had a great conversation and really talked about and asked each other many questions. We then proceeded to go watch the movie and I only mentioned on the way home but nothing more. Again, we talked mostly about the movie but I wanted to see if he understood what I shared with him prior to the Flick.

That summer he went and stayed with my parents for a week and it just so happened that church camp was also that week where my parents were members. While there on the last day they have an alter call and it is normally for the older kids but a women said she felt the Holy Spirit tugging at her heart to talk with Logan. She asked him if he wanted to talk in private and Logan said yes, and became an Ambassador for Christ.

Now Logan as I mentioned above is a kid that is a unique individual who is not like other kids his age. He isn’t like most people, Logan wakes up every morning on his own now at age 7 at 6:10 by setting his alarm every day and getting himself dressed, fixes and eats his own breakfast, then wakes his dad (me) up at 6:30 and we sit down and have a Bible study and prayer time.

I have told him on many occasions that I want to grow up some day just like him; and he of course laughs. However, it is true, I learn more from him everyday and really try to be a better man and be an example to him by loving his mother, his brother and sister as well as others around me. I want to teach him to except all people and try not to judge others. I struggle with this daily and to think that a 7 year old boy is teaching me this is beyond profound.

When I really understood how special he was and that God has a huge plan for his life is when we were studying in the book of Matthew Chapter 14:22-33 and how the Lord called Peter to come to him and Peter got out of the boat and walked to Jesus on water then realized what he was doing and then fell. He asked the Lord to help him and Jesus pulled him up and said “O’ Ye of little faith.” I asked Logan why was Peter able to walk on water and he said “because he had faith.” I then asked him why Peter fell and he said “because he lost his faith. “Peter lost Faith in himself and that is why he fell, Dad.” I know people who have been in the Word their entire life (me included) and still do not get this concept. My son at age 7 “gets it.” Logan understands The Great Commission, he gets the fact that Jesus left us to do what he did. He understands that the same God that raised Jesus from the dead is the same God that lives with in us.

I thank the Lord everyday for my son and that the he gave him to me. I do not understand why God entrusted him in my care, but he did. I just hope I can live up to the expectations that God has placed before me as well as the expectations that Logan deserves.

Need Beano

I have 3 kids 7 year old boy, a 6 year old girl, and another little boy who is just shy of 2 at 21 months. Nathan is the littlest of the three kids and he is a terror. He has blond hair and blue eyes and we call him Bam Bam because he is basically a bull in a China Shop. However, he is also the happiest little boy I have ever been around. He is both a joy and a blessing. I just brought this up because I wanted to really emphasize how important he is to my wife and I and this has no relevance on the story I am about to tell.

The other night my wife Nicole was complaining about having gas and her stomach was really bothering her except she couldn’t release it. It was stuck and making her some what uncorrectable. As she was putting the baby to bed (Nathan) she leaned over the crib and as she did it pushed on her stomach causing her to release the air that was trapped and unfortunately it was stale. It was rank! I was not in the room but Nicole told me that Nathan was making faces and moving his head back in forth because the smell was so bad. He was grunting and moaning a bit. I think this was his first version of what a dutch oven is and his mother was the first to give it to him.

Keeping the Faith



2010 has been one of the hardest years of my family’s life. My wife who I adore and place in the highest esteem was hit the hardest. I have always heard that things come in 3’s and at this point in 2010 I have lost count on how many things have been thrown at us in a very inconsistent basis.

During this year my wife lost 3 family members, her grandmother “Honey”, her Grandfather “Pop”, and her dad “Don”, “Daddy-O.” I can’t imagine the pain she must feel and all she is going through. It hurts me to see her hurt so much. At times she just breaks down and I feel helpless because there is nothing I can do or say to make her feel better.

The other day she picked up the phone just to call her dad and realized that he was not going to answer. It hit her again that he is no longer around to just say hi and chat with. She just wept perfidiously and all I could do is just hold her and listen. Listening is not my strongest attribute but as a husband it is important that I do so.

I already love her with every ounce of my being (that is a given). As a man I feel that I have to fix everything when there is a problem, come up with a solution. However, in this situation there is nothing I can do to fix it. Death is a part of life and we all have to eventually be a part of it.

That same day our daughter Emily asked her my wife Nicole if and when mommy dies if she could go to Heaven with her, trust me it did not help the current situation, but it was the sweetest gesture I think any child can give to their parents. We realized that not only will we have to go through this without parents and grandparents, but my children will also have to eventually lose their parents and grandparents as well.

Besides the deaths that have happened this year we also just seemed to be sick throughout the course of the winter. My youngest son Nathan who is not even two yet got the Croup and we were traveling to visit my parents and had to go to the emergency room in Mississippi. It was very scary because he almost lost the ability to breath and again we were helpless to do anything about it.

I could go on and explain further instances throughout the year, money, sickness, death, as well as many out of left field beyond our control issues that arose. However, that is not really what I wanted to talk about.

My wife and I have grown closer, stronger, and after 10 years of marriage our relationship is stronger than ever. Our relationship with our children has also strengthened. I love the fact that these things can make us stronger. The Lord is in the midst of it all and we looked to him for guidance and grace. He never gave us more than we could handle, although, at times it seems we are at our end he always provided. It was like a chess game at times and he put the pieces in place to make it happen as it should. As we look back we know why now and we never went without. Food, shelter, and bills were always taken care of.

We have grown and to see how strong my wife is warms my heart, but the struggle continues. We will keep our heads up and push through. Prayer and commitment to be obedient is keeping the faith strong.