Walking down the long gravel road that splits our farm, with a cooler over my shoulder, I hear my kids yell in the distance, “Daddy is home!”
As approach, all I can think about is how tired I am. I have been farming for the last 12 hours, and all I want to do is take a shower. As I near the front yard, my almost 2-year-old little Princess comes running towards me in her pink dress and curly blond hair. I melt as she raises her arms for a hug.
Next my three boys come running towards me (more sweaty than sweet). They are playing a soccer game and beg me to play. At this moment a war is declared inside my skin. The battles lines between loving myself and brushing them off, or loving them by dying to myself to spend the last part of my day with them.
Then I remember my calling as a dad is to reflect my Father who is in heaven. My Father who always has time for me (even while ruling over the whole universe). So I take off my shoes and finish my day playing soccer rather than taking a shower (though that does happen later).
Life is hard and days are sometimes really long, and part of you will always want to come home and check out (or perhaps check back in the office through your smartphone). But in those moments, you must dig in and remember your calling as a dad is to show your kids what your Heaven Father is like.
So today, when you walk back into your house after a long day at the office (or in the field), give your kids your very best, rather than your leftovers.Because that is what your Dad does for you.