July 07, 2005
His Greatest Hero

Standing in the middle of the familiar kitchen, the little boy tilted his head back and seriously looked up into his daddy's eyes. As he admired the man he thought of his big dream of growing up tall and being just like him someday. He even wanted hair like his daddy's. Hair that was short on the sides and very thin and sparse on top. He looked over the small hill of his daddy's belly into his daddy's face and knew he was his hero.

There were other men he knew of, like the main guy on the shoot 'em up movie he saw on TV as he sat in his daddy lap. Nope, that guy couldn't be his daddy. He thought of the computer generated cartoon cowboy. Nope, that could never be his daddy. He thought of the nice man teacher in Sunday school class who slowly drew him a cowboy. Nope, that picture was good but that's not his daddy. He even thought of Grandpa and how they would sit together and watch old Westerns. Grandpa was lots of fun but he couldn't really be his daddy like his daddy was. There was only one daddy and there he stood like a big strong tall tower in front of him.

Had his daddy figured out what his four year old was thinking? Did he understand the significance that he was the greatest hero of all times to his son right now? Did he realize he could impact his son's attitude toward him possibly for the rest of his life, even when he was a teenager? He could take advantage of this teachable moment and instill a good mindset and keep a good relationship if he realized the significance of this season of his life.

Time was tight right now and his schedule was hectic for the day. He knew his son would be there after work was done and when life calmed down at day's end. Bending his knees, the daddy stooped down to the eye level of his son, smiled a tender, sincere smile that he could only give to those he loved the most and said his name. "Jonathan, I think you're great and I love you. I'm so glad God made me your daddy and when you grow up someday I know he's got great plans for your life that he made just for you to do." Then the daddy pulled his small son close and gave him a hug for a bit of time. As he stood up to start the demands of the day, his small son again looked up and thought someday he's gonna be just like his daddy.

Posted by Linda at July 07, 2005 06:51 PM

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