Tuesday, June 17, 2014

Fathers Day

   This past Sunday we celebrated Fathers Day.  I believe this is a good time to share with you the man who I believe is the greatest father on earth..  and I'm so thankful that there is a day set aside to recognize and celebrate Fathers, because with all the chaos that comes with being a Father, theres often very little time taken to say, Thank You..  and to let Dad know just how wonderful he truly is.
  


   Stephen became a father when he was a child himself.  Lacey was born when he was seventeen years old.  She was born on August 21, 2001.  It was around the second week in September 2001 (Yes, you read that correctly) that Stephen was a on a plane going to basic training.  He had joined the military a few months before the terrorist attacks on 9/11.  This is a picture of a young, scared soldier..  still but a child himself..  before he was deployed in 2003.
   He returned from Iraq still young, and very broken in spirit in 2004.  He and I met and that is the year we began dating.  Two years later, he became a father again...




 Callie was born in October 2006.  Callie was two when we decided that we wanted to try just one more time..  (naturally..  as most men, he wanted his boy.)  We were told at 27 weeks that Hudson was a girl.  It was four weeks before he was born that Stephen found out that he was having a son.  All of the pink clothes were fine with him, he took them back happily exchanging them for fishing hats and football jerseys.


    We had our little family and we were happy, but in 2012 we discovered that God had another plan.  We found out that I was pregnant again.  It was apparent from the first that Sawyer was a boy.  Visions of football games and camping trips danced through his head as we spent the weeks awaiting his arrival.


  I have watched this man transform dramatically in the decade that I have spent with him.  I have seen him grow spiritually and mature into the amazing father that he is today.  He so effortlessly raises our many..  many children.  He is the Daddy who plays, who prefers and evening outside in the dirt as to on a recliner.  He sheppards my children spiritually, he guides them and prays with them.  Last year he had the privledge of leading our oldest child to the Lord on our couch one evening after he preached a sermon on the cross.  I am so greatful to know he is the father of my children.  There are a lot of things in our past that we cannot change, and some things I desperately wish that we could, but regardless of what is past that doesn't change who is he today.  The amazing father, the loving husband, the wonderful preacher and great Man that Stephen has became today.  
   

  
   This is one of my favorite pictures of all time.  I was snapping photos at the fall block party at our church last year and wasn't really paying very much attention to what I was doing.  The spirit was moving and there was praise and worship all over that church.  I came home and was uploading these pictures when I saw this and burst into tears.  There is my husband, Praising God, his Holy, Heavenly Father..  and there in the corner, on the front row..  is my little boy..  watching his Daddy, and praising, just as he is.
  What an amazing testiment...  your children are watching you.  They will learn far more by watching, the way that you live speaks so much louder than the words that you say. 
   This is my husbands favorite song, so I'm going to end the blog with this and say, thank you Stephen Duncan for being the kind of man I would be proud for my little boys to grow up just like :)  Happy Fathers Day!


He climbs in my lap for a goodnight hug
 He calls me Dad and I call him Bub
With his faded old pillow, a bear named Pooh
He snuggles up close and says, "I want to be like you"
 I tuck him in bed and I kiss him goodnight
Trippin' over the toys as I turn out the light
I whisper a prayer that someday he'll see
He's got a father in God 'cause he's seen Jesus in me
 Lord, I want to be just like You
'Cause he wants to be just like me
Want to be a holy example For his innocent eyes to see
 Help me be a living Bible, Lord
That my little boy can read
 I want to be just like You
'Cause he wants to be like me
 Got to admit I've got so far to go
Make so many mistakes and I'm sure that You know
Sometimes it seems no matter how hard I try
With all the pressures in life I just can't get it all right
 But I'm trying so hard to learn from the best
Being patient and kind,
filled with Your tenderness
 'Cause I know that he'll learn from the things that he sees
And the Jesus he finds
will be the Jesus in me
 Lord, I want to be just like You
 'Cause he wants to be just like me
 I want to be a holy example
 For his innocent eyes to see
 Help me be a living Bible, Lord
That my little boy can read
I want to be just like You
 'Cause he wants to be like me
 Right now from where he stands,
 I may seem mighty tall
But it's only 'cause I'm learning
from the best Father of them all

Dad and his kiddos before church, Fathers day 2014