Today we pause to celebrate all the men, the dads who have made a difference in our lives. This week Julianna came bouncing in our room to show me the picture she had made for daddy. Her title caught my attention, To Daddy of God.

I asked her what she meant by “Daddy of God”. She said, “You know, mommy, because daddy has a heart like Jesus.”

She didn’t see the tears of thankfulness that welled up in my eyes. I just smiled and said, “You are absolutely right.”

As a daughter, I know the importance of a strong, godly father who shaped me at a very early age. His love for the Word of God came through in our bedtime stories, our family devotions, our discipline, our mealtime conversations and our after church discussions.

It was my father who took me out on my first date when I was 16 and taught me how a real gentleman would treat me. It was my father who constantly affirmed me and was my biggest fan. It was my father who told me, “Kimberly, you can do anything you set your mind to.” It was my father who lived out the Word of God and taught me the way of salvation. It was my father who was the hands and feet of Jesus in our house. He was a “Daddy of God.”

To all of you “Daddies of God” and future “Daddies of God”, never forget that you represent Jesus. When you have a heart like His, it touches all of us.