My Favoirte Word

I love words. They are so versatile. Whether its describing a baseball game, telling a story, being sarcastic, I love words.

My favorite word, however, is "daddy." Since the first time my oldest child used it directed at me I fell in love with that word.

When I think of what that word means for my children, I'm both humbled and excited. I'm humbled because of the depth of my responsibility. I need to provide from my children. I need to spend adequate time with them. I need to love them. I need to shape who they will be in the future. I need to discipline them. The list goes on and on, and can be overwhelming.

But I'm excited too. I'm the first man my daughters will fall in love with. I'm also the person who will be my son's first friend. I'm the person who gets hugs at the door when I come home and kisses when I leave. I'm the person who wrestles and tickles and cuddles and plays.

I also think of the word "daddy" in terms of our relationship with the Heavenly Father. In the book of Romans, Paul says that God is really our "daddy." While He is the creator of the universe, and an awsome, powerful God, He's still our Daddy. We have the ability to have an intimate relationship with Him. And he provides for us, spends time with us, loves us, shapes us, disciplines us, cuddles us, and nurtures us.

I for one am glad that I was given the chance to be a daddy, but even more than that, am greatful that the relationship that I have with the Lord is summed up by my favorite word...daddy.