Father’s Day thoughts from a Daddy

The wife asked me to pen my thoughts on being a father.


What do I know of being a father anyway?

I’ve only been a dad for a grand total of 7 months. 29 weeks. 205 days.

My journey has barely begun.

And yet already, in this short time, being a dad has brought with it a myriad of emotions; joy, nervousness, excitement, fear, anticipation, doubt, pride, anxiousness, peace, frustration, and joy. Oh joy.

It is difficult to explain. But others have tried.



“There’re two things I know for sure: She was sent here from heaven and she’s daddy’s little girl.

As I drop to my knees by her bed at night. She talks to Jesus and I close my eyes and I thank god for all of the joy in my life.”
– Bob Carlisle’s ‘Butterfly Kisses

Being a dad brings me great joy. I would not go so far as to say that Faith is ‘all of the joy in my life’. But certainly, the two ladies in my home make up most of the joy in my life.



“For butterfly kisses after bedtime prayer; sticking little white flowers all up in her hair;

“Walk beside the pony, Daddy, it’s my first ride.” “I know the cake looks funny, Daddy, but I sure tried.”                                                                                                     – Bob Carlisle’s ‘Butterfly Kisses

There is a sense of pride that this little human being looks to you for safety and assurance, as well as for approval. Even at 7 months old, Faith responds to our tone of voice. She knows when we are comforting her, and she knows when we are rebuking her. (Even though her reaction to being rebuked may not last very long.) As parents, we are the ‘all’ in her life right now. And yet along with that sense of pride, comes a huge dose of…


“Oh, with all that I’ve done wrong, I must have done something right. To deserve a hug every morning, and butterfly kisses at night.                                                               – Bob Carlisle’s ‘Butterfly Kisses

It fills me with humility to think that someone as flawed as I am, has been entrusted this great honour to bring a little child up in this world. That I (and my wife) are responsible not only for her physical well-being, but her mental, emotional, moral, spiritual well-being as well. God is good.

Bob Carlisle’s ‘Butterfly Kisses’ is a beautiful song from a dad to his (not so) little girl.There is, of course, the flip side. Of a child looking back on his/her dad.

Next time, perhaps I’ll talk about Dan Fogelberg’s ‘Leader of the Band’.


Happy Father’s Day!

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