On being a dad; a grandpa; a husband

I had a pretty normal weekend. Nothing spectacular happened. Saturday morning I hung out with my daughter, wife, and granddaughter. Saturday night, Susan and I had the baby and went over to visit with good friends in ministry, and yesterday, I relaxed around the house with my son, his girlfriend, my wife, and granddaughter.

It was restful. This is what Sabbath is supposed to be. Stopping work, putting a hold on the urgent, and enjoy the ones you love. Let them love you back.



I talk and dream about the future with my daughter. With my son, last night we wrote a letter that will go out to friends and family. Aaron wants to be a missionary so he's off to a four month intensive/immersive discipleship school. Susan and I talk and pray about how God might use us as we enter into middle age. And we snuggle with and play with Ali, the amazing baby that's changed our lives.

So I'm thankful. Too often I'm too busy chasing after what I don't have to realize how good I do have it.

How about you?