It was naive to think I really grasped God’s Love for me before our son was born.
I love my family, my wife, and bringing people joy.
But seeing and holding my son for the first time, I knew what it means when we hear of God’s Fatherly love for us, his children.
Unconditional. Everlasting. Love that cherishes, despite knowing our deepest faults. Love that means guiding us in directions we fear or don’t understand, because it’s what’s best for us.
I’ve heard that to be a parent is to have your heart walk outside your body.
That’s about right.
This is for the Father 100 project over at Chalkboard Dad, where dad bloggers are encouraged to write a 100 word post about the weekly topic. This week’s topic is “love”. Here are more entries you can check out: