what i didn’t get to say at the dinner table

When we do Highlight/Lowlight, it can be a little hectic.  There are usually 9 of us around the table.  The odds of something being spilled/launched/dropped/choked upon are fairly good.  The chance of someone’s highlight or lowlight prompting a trip down a rabbit trail is fairly high.

Kim called an audible on the play tonight, asking the children to bless me by sharing something that they love or appreciate about me.  We’ve done this from time to time around birthdays, but tonight got to me.  Some of the things shared were simple or straightforward; others hit me in my heart.  They touched on some of the things that God has been refining and transforming, affirming and building.  That’s the kind of love that can fill my tank for a good while!

I made an attempt to thank the fam for their kind words, but I didn’t get to say what I wanted.  So since this is my blog, here’s what I was thinking:

Charlie, I love your open-mouth kisses, your insatiable desire to be outside, your love for water, and the way you’re starting to mimic us when we’re teaching you new words.

Isaac, I love your laughter, the way you go after the top of Charlie’s head with your kisses, and your insane devotion to Duke basketball.

Lilly, I love your thoughtfulness, the way you seem to know exactly when Dad needs a hug, and your ability to shine (serve) even when you don’t have the spotlight.

Josie, I love your unbeatable spirit, the joy that you have in living, and your ability to see the good in everyone.

Annabelle, I love your willingness to do more than your share to keep our home clean, your desire to grow spiritually, and your courage to punch perfectionism in the face!

Sadie, I love your creativity in the kitchen, your willingness to take risks and try something new, and (secretly!) the fact that you still slip into “little kid voice” from time to time.

Levi, I love your courage to face your mistakes, the way you can make little kids feel like they’re the most special people on the planet, and your willingness to show me grace as I stumble along trying to figure out this dad-thing.

Kim…words really fall short here.  You are my best friend, my encourager, the love of my life…I love the way you’ve helped me understand me, shown me what it means to make a family, prayed for and with me, allowed and encouraged me to lead…

I am a man most blessed.