A pastor’s musings on fatherhood, religion, life and everything

I just had the revelation today that I’m a dad.  Yes, I know technically I became a dad on April 19th at 6:31pm when my son, Cooper, was born, but today I became a real dad!  For some background: this week at church we began to read Waking the Dead which is about reclaiming your heart, and we talked about what (if any) spiritual purpose we felt each day.

Today it dawned on me that mine is being a dad, and this is why.  Now that I’m Cooper’s primary caregiver during the day now that his mom has gone back to work full-time; it’s up to me to feed him, clean him up, etc.  But at the same time, I’m also a pastor who needs to get a certain amount of work done.  However, today I realized that it’s not about how many sermons I preach or telephones I answer or mail that I open and sort; instead it’s about me being a dad.  Giving myself over completely to my son and taking care of him – that is my spiritual focus each day.  Taking care of someone who so completely and without questioning trusts me and believes in what I’m doing is my spiritual exercise for today and for who knows how long.  But that’s okay, because I’m a dad.