Our oldest daughter, Taylor, is now a full-fledged soccer player. She suits up, put her game-face on (which is just a goofy grin) and runs around on the field with other four and five year old kids chasing the ball and one another. It is a true hoot to behold.
And I am thankful to behold it.
Twelve years ago I could not even have dreamed of it. Then my world was crushed by a devastating divorce. My life was shattered. Gone in an instant were a wife and then later in some ways, a daughter. Loneliness and hopelessness became my companions.
But God was faithful! He sent many of his people to surround me with his compassion and love. Eventually he sent a beautiful and vibrant young woman from Arkansas to annoy me by “calling the hogs” and to love me just as I am. Then he surprised us both with the awesome gift of not one, but two incredible girls.
Now I am on the soccer field watching one- goofy grin and all- trying to kick the ball while her little sister grunts for something else to drink.
Oh yeah, I am happy to be a soccer dad.