Friday, 15 June 2018 07:41

Skyrocket Your Father Esteem

An American missionary went to an African village to evangelize. He saw a man and his wife returning from a farm. The man was walking several steps in front of his wife. The wife was trailing her husband, carrying a basket of produce on her head. This scene infuriated the western missionary. He quickly stopped them, confronting the husband, “Sir, why are you enslaving your wife in such an inhumane way? Why can’t you, as the man who is stronger, carry the load and walk behind your wife?” 

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Cuddles

 

I am thankful to be a dad for the cuddles. My sixteen-year-old son doesn’t cuddle me anymore, but my girls still do, and I love them for it. I love to hold them close, I love to tell them they are loved, I love to let them know that they are safe, protected, provided for. I cuddle them gently to know that I treasure them. I gather them in my arms and carry them up to bed to let them know I’m strong. And they cuddle me to let me know I’m loved in return. I think I might need their cuddles just as much as they need mine.

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