I am a Christian.
I’m also a father.
Sometimes I’m called “dad,” while other times it’s “daddy.”
And, I don’t like it when my daughters cry.
If you want to find out how spiritual I truly am at any given moment, just make my little girls cry. On the one hand you may discover that I have complete control of my tongue; that I’m able to “be angry and sin not”(Eph. 4:26); or that I’ve mastered the discipline of taking all things to God in prayer before I act.
On the other hand, I may disappoint you.
Sanctification is a process.
I’m not always nice.
I’m not always quick to forgive.
Sometimes I forget to Whom vengeance belongs (Rom. 12:19).
Sometimes I fail to take all thoughts captive (2 Cor. 10:5), leaving a few violent ones to bounce around in my head.
I want to “walk worthy” of my calling (Eph. 4:1; Col. 1:10; 1 Th. 2:12), but sometimes I trip.
You see, I’m a Christian, and a father,
But sometimes I’m just a dad.
And I don’t like it when my daughters cry.
The Recovering Legalist 
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Beautifully honest! š
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Sometimes to hold my tongue I pretend I’m in church. I just look up and pray that Jesus didn’t have an emergency and left my side for a minute LOL Thanks for letting us know that even our leaders are the perfectly imperfect humans God intended. Be well, always.
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Anthony, your loving protectiveness and devotion to your daughters reminded me (at 64 years old!) of my dad’s words to me when he was in hospice. I was the youngest and also the only daughter, and my dad and I adored each other. When he was in hospice, he said to me, “Sister, you’re kinda special, ain’t ya?” and I answered honestly, “You always said so, Daddy.” I was blessed to have two wonderfully loving parents and an amazing brother – and to always be allowed to feel like I was “special” because that’s how I knew my dad thought of me. Thank you so much for this post!
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You’re welcome. I’m glad it sparked good memories.
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