The Conley Quarantine: Day 81
I don’t have the vocabulary I’d need to detail the kind of father Adam is to my children, other than saying plainly: this man loves God fearfully and faithfully and because of this truth that drives his life, he’s able to love our babes as a father on this earth should. I tell him daily—truly—just how thankful I am to have him by my side, leading our family with such intentional care and passionate commitment. He is the kind of man I pray our son grows up to emulate and the kind of man I pray will shepherd my girls one day. Outside of Christ working in his heart, Adam could not be the father he is. So yesterday, we thanked God for Adam’s salvation and prayed for our children’s.
We love you, Dad!
I love you, Dadday Doodie!
I Love you Dadeeeeeee!
The happiest Father’s Day to our best.
Goodness gracious are we so incredibly thankful for you, for your heart, and for your undeniable zealous obedience toward our Father in Heaven. We hope you like your new briefcase and boots!
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