Thank you for awaiting my arrival with excitement and for wanting me.
Thank you for caring - for every nappy changed and every book read. (Especially the countless readings of apple tree farm.)
Thank you for playing with me, listening to me and laughing with me.
Thank you for helping me with my homework and never pressuring me to do more than I could, but believing in me.
Thank you for taking me running - even though I complained profusely.
Thank you for teaching me about God since the moment I was born, and for not only teaching me but showing me what a Christian life looks like.
Thank you for the way you love mum - and for showing me what a good husband looks like so I might choose a good man for myself one day.
Thank you for disciplining me in a firm but gracious way.
Thank you for never beating me. For never allowing anger to take over. For never abandoning me.
Thank you for loving me. Thank you for being a father.
The longer I live here, the more my heart breaks for the lack of good men my kids have in their lives. Please pray for them.
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