I’m remodeling this blog. My dumb math jokes and thoroughly unimpressive (and poorly maintained) “SQL Query of the Day” aren’t worth keeping around–the few people who would have appreciated them have gone on a permanent fishing trip and/or won’t talk to me any more. So I’ve decided to write about more important things.
And in my estimation, the most important things are 1) to be loved by the Author of love and 2) to love like He loves, as much and as best we can while there’s still time (and I sense that time is running out). I’m not writing about the mawkish, sentimental love portrayed in our idiotic popular culture; I’m talking about the real, gritty thing: sacrificial, unpleasant and often chaotic, inconvenient and usually mistaken for something else.
One of the best ways to love is to be a husband and a father. Whatever you do for your career will be forgotten, whatever you build will burn down, and whatever you own will be taxed away, given away, or sold at auction. But people are eternal. And because the Author of love is also the Author of people, I see marriage and fatherhood as an eternal investment of myself.
It’s a great investment, the best investment. I’d be crazy to pass on it, and maybe this blog will turn out to be a kind of prospectus. Maybe it will turn out to be another blog about how to change your toddler’s diapers when he’s thrashing around like a marlin. I don’t know. But I’ve grown to hate Facebook (and I’m pretty sure the feeling is mutual) and have decided to use another medium.
Anyways, what better day to start a Dad-blog than on Father’s Day? Thanks to my sweet wife Andy for a great day with Audie & Peanut. I’m going to go do the laundry now and drink beer clean up the kitchen. Nighty-nite ….
Love,
Daddy