I know a million things could go wrong today, but it has started marvelously. First, a particular verse stuck out in my mind from my daily proverbs reading (I try to read the corresponding chapter in Proverbs for what day it is).
7 The righteous man leads a blameless life;
blessed are his children after him.
I think I am a righteous man, certainly because of the blood of Christ, but I have learned to make good decisions also due to some great mentors in my life (thanks "dads!"), as well as learning from my own father. Unfortunately, I also learn from the mistakes I've personally made. This is all part of a man's road. I certainly don't lead a blameless life, of course. I just hope that the benefits of a life of integrity will allow for the same blessings for my children that this verse alludes to.
The crux of that paragraph is for the second line, not the first. I want my children to be blessed. I suppose all men want their children to be better off then they are, so that isn't anything new. I am not any better than any other man, at least those men who are striving to help their children be better off.
After reading the Bible, I went downstairs to my son yelling, "surprise! Happy Father's Day!" What a way to start the morning! And on the table were my gifts:
This is what the coolest wife in the world gives to her geek husband! Thank you Alicia! I love you!
And I love you Timothy and Samantha. I hope you can be blessed after me.