Foster dads deserve such blessings poured out upon them.
Many of the kids we serve might not have experienced what it is like to have a father. Maybe for the first time, they get to play basketball in the driveway. Maybe for the first time they get to flip the steak on the gas grill. Maybe they have someone to finally teach them how to drive a car or how to get a job. Perhaps they have never had someone to root for them as they hit a grand slam or to cheer as they sing their first solo part at church.
You know, things that most of us just take for granted.
But for a child who has missed the vital attention of a father, or received the bruises of one who was out of control, a loving father can breathe life back into a child. They can restore calm and sanity to a world gone crazy.
We see our Childhelp fathers giving of themselves every single day. Here are some ways we see them "fathering":
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- They are there to read a bedtime story to their children
- They form funny traditions like a crazy hand shake or a cool way of saying goodbye
- They sometimes take their kids to work with them and teach them life skills
- They sit beside them in church, read the Bible to them each evening, and listen as Scriptures are recited.
- They sit through piano recitals
- They have a permanent indention in hard metal seats at the ball park
- They plan fun-filled vacations
- They make impromptu trips to the store for ice cream
- They make funny faces and silly sounds
- They open the car doors for their wives and daughters and teach their boys how to treat a lady
- They watch endless Disney movies...sometimes in place of the big game
- They tell their kids that they are safe and that "Daddy is here"
- They listen as their child begins to open up
- They pray
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So many ways our dads pour into children who need them...who sometimes are desperate for them.
We appreciate you, Dads. What you are doing in the lives of these kids does not go unnoticed. Thank you and Happy Father's Day!
Every wound healed. Every child, a home.
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