A Blessed Man

I am anxiously awaiting the birth of my second grandson, which is quite miraculous considering that my oldest daughter was never suppose to be able to bear children. God always has the last word.
In the waiting, I have spent the past few days reflecting on how truly blessed I have been. Knowing myself as I do, I am sure that those blessings are undeserved. Grace is such a wonderful thing.
My wife and I will celebrate 30 years of marriage in just a few months. I am still trying to figure out how that happened. One incident from our wedding day still makes me chuckle a little. One of my aunts had taken her seat in the church, when she overheard a lady in the pew behind her remark about my wife, "she could have done so much better." I totally agree with that lady's assessment. Yet, thirty years later, Regina has kept me around and hopefully I have gained a bit more worthiness.
I have had the blessing of 30 years that have been nothing short of incredible. Together, we have seen the world. We have enjoyed so many adventures. I never like going anywhere or doing anything without her. We are best friends, after all these years. She is my life.
God has blessed us with four beautiful daughters. Each possesses a unique blend of just enough of their father's humor, audacity, and practicality, along with their mother's tenderness, love, and true faith. There are times when the scales are tipped. Heather is often too much like her dad for her own good, but holds the same strong faith her mother exhibits. Lauren and Sara have the tender heart of their mom that causes them to cry much too easily, while they have their daddy's love for laughter. Then, there's Caitlyn, who is the mirror image of her dad's adventurous spontaneity, blended with her mom's lack of attention to details.
The one thing all four of my girls have in common is that they love their daddy. They work hard to spoil me and I will never ask them to stop.
They all follow Christ. I am so impressed how that each one has found their place in the kingdom and is fulfilling their purpose.
They are all strong spirits. I like to think they have taken the best of their mother and me, and that those good parts will prove to be their strengths.
One of the fears of every dad who has daughters is that they will marry well. So far, so good. I am blessed with two wonderful sons in law. Michael and Robbie are both hard workers. They are achievers. I am so proud of them. Most of all, they love their wives.
Then, there is Dakota. He is Pop's pride and joy. He's going to be a great big brother.
Added to all these blessings I can include wonderful parents who I can emulate, a great little sister who I love dearly, tremendous inlaws, an outstanding church family, and a host of terrific friends. Can a man be any richer? I am truly blessed.