After a long absence caused by not having anything to write about I'm back, trying to think of something to write about. Father's Day seems like a logical topic, given that it is approaching this Sunday. Unlike Mother's Day, which has been recognized as a holiday in the U.S. since 1914, Father's Day didn't become official until 1972! I think the delay was primarily due to the influence of TV sitcoms, which for decades have generally depicted fathers as insensitive, incompetent, self-centered, clueless bumblers. Ever since Father Knows Best, Andy Griffith, and Leave It To Beaver vanished from the airwaves several decades ago, fathers have been represented almost exclusively by the likes of Homer Simpson, Al Bundy and Ray Barone. We get no respect, but it doesn't really bother us, because we know that we're important in our own way, and for what we bring to the parenting game.Speaking from my personal experiences, I have to tell you that I am probably the luckiest father in the world. My two daughters (Bethany and Kayla for those of you who know them) are about as fantastic as any two daughters could be. I look back over our 25+ years together and realize that without them my life would have been nowhere near as fun and fulfilling as it has been. From pixie-league softball - where the Indians won the world championship - through two of the most beautiful and over-budget weddings ever performed, we have had a lot of really great times together. We've taken family trips to a lot of wonderful places - including Costa Rica (twice), Canada, Uganda, London, New York City, Colorado (countless times), California, Florida - and done a lot of really fun stuff - deep sea fishing, white water rafting, Broadway theater, U.S. Open golf, Disney World, Disney Land, climbing the highest mountain in Colorado, skiing, swimming with the sting rays in the Cayman Islands, and lots of other things I can't even remember. Kayla and Bethany both graduated from ACU in four years (almost unheard of these days) and now both have their master's degrees. They've both managed to find great Christian husbands (our secret goal when we sent them to ACU) and they've become great Christian wives. When I hear of all the pain and anguish so many of my friends have gone through with their kids I almost feel guilty. With the exception of a few minor disappointments, Vicki and I have been blessed beyond belief with two truly fine daughters. We wouldn't trade them for anything or anybody.
