Hubby Week

I decided that since I'm all postpartumed up that I would let Nick write my post for today. And I don't know how many of your husbands like to write or would want to participate in hubby week but just ask them and see what they say. It could be fun! I look forward to reading it all!

Now without further ado, here are the wondrous literary stylings of my dear love, Nick.

Thank you, my dear. So then, my fellow readers, let us be off on a short journey of awakening!

My first thought: I am a father. Wow. That is so cool to be able to say that. I'd like to share a familiar thought or two that take on a new ring with my perspective as a dad.

My second thought: I may ramble a bit, I'm still quite tired. :)

A Father's point of view:

John 3:16 - For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life.

I certainly hope to have another child or two (Trish isn't so certain at the moment - ha ha), but even so, I can't quite imagine the heart-wrenching choice Father had to make. He has many, many children. He has only one that we know of who lived a perfect life.

I cannot imagine ever allowing Parker to come to any harm, I couldn't sit idly by if I could do something about it. But what if Parker had brothers and sisters that would be hurt if I didn't allow it? That is not a fun choice to have to make. Yes, I understand that his sacrifice helped an almost infinite number of souls, but he had to suffer SO much. I don't think I could ask that of anyone, much less my son, much less my perfect son.

It is comforting to know that Father loves us so much he would let Jesus sacrifice himself to give us the choice to be with them and like them.

A Brother's point of view:

John 15:13-14 - Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends. Ye are my friends, if ye do whatsoever I command you.

One of my greatest blessings in this life has been the family I was born into. We spend time together when we can, call, email, and just genuinely care. It is nice to know that no matter what I do I have friends; Trish and I hope to create that same trust and friendship within our own family.

It is with that same gratitude that I strive to be worthy to be called a friend and brother to Jesus. Our perfect eldest brother already died for us. He still helps us in our moments of need. He Lives, and he loves us right now, and knows how we're doing right now. We just need trust him and reach out to grab his hand so he can pull us up out of the waves life sometimes throws at us. We grab his hand by doing what he commands us to do.

Babies are smart

There is a quaint little acronym you may have heard before - Keep It Simple, 'Silly.' (most people substitute out silly for some other word...)

I have woken up the past few mornings and looked into my son's eyes and seen only bright-eyed curiosity and innocence. No suspicious glances, no sarcastic joking, no gossiping about how someone else messed up or did this or that. Just a happy little guy enjoying what he has (except for when he has an empty belly or a dirty diaper).

Keep it simple, my friends. Trust in God like my little baby trusts me. You can sleep and know someone cares and is watching over you, you can look around and there will always be something beautiful if you care see it. And you can live with them that love you for as long as forever lasts.

Keep it simple. Work hard, play hard, learn. Go to church, read the word of God so you can know how to improve your life, apply what you learned. Stop and smell the roses (if they are not readily available go to the grocery store and buy some), stop and play with a child (mine likes attention), stop and tell someone how much you care about them, stop and thank God for all you have. It's simply amazing how much we have to be thankful for. Keep it simple.