Who's Your Daddy?

Today my son called me and told me he was having some car problems and asked if he could borrow my car so he and his girlfriend could get to work. Without hesitating I told him he could use my car. I began to think about my 3 kids (they're grown ups now) and became a little nostaglic. They have been such a wonderful part of my life over the last 26 years. When I am down and feeling defeated, I think about the biggest success I could have ever had are those 3 blessings. They fill me with such pride and joy. They are amazing people. They have issues like we all do, but they are good people. They love God. They love their parents. They are loyal to their friends and each other. I know I can't take all the credit, but when I see my son play his guitar, and my daughter draw, and my other daughter's desire to serve and help others, this fills me with a Father's pride. Then I started to realize that is how God looks at me. He's a proud pappa. He knows I have issues. But he's still proud of me. He loves me unconditionally. He wants to help me when I am in trouble and need a hand. You can't see it, but I'm grinning from ear to ear right now.