I am blessed to be able to raise my children with my partner, my husband. Parenting is hard, so having someone to share the responsibility with is huge. I have utmost respect for those women who do it alone for I cannot imagine raising my daughters on my own. There are so many things that my husband does with our children that I feel he is better suited for than me. For example, it’s easier for him to say no and lay down the law. I guess I’m a pushover for those sweet smiles. But his ability to set much needed limits isn’t the main reason I’m thankful for his presence. Not even close.
For many families the father may be the main disciplinarian. After all, who can raise their hand in agreement that waiting for Dad to pull into the driveway after doing something dumb was the worst punishment of all as a kid? “Just wait until your father gets home,” was a dreaded phrase many of us heard growing up, and I have to admit I’ve used it on my own girls a time or two. But Father Fear Factor isn’t the main reason I cherish my spouse’s involvement in child rearing. Nope, not it.
Traditionally the father had been the breadwinner for the household, bringing home the bacon while mom holds down the home-front. And although I happen to be the one working currently while my hubby homeschools the children, I’ve truly enjoyed being a homemaker in the past while he earned the majority income for us. He’s proven himself an excellent provider, and I’m blessed to have a hardworking husband to take care of me. But his ability to provide financially isn’t the most important thing he brings to the table in our family’s journey.
I’ve always enjoyed allowing my husband to lead our family, standing firm as the head of the household, guiding the decisions we make together as a team, and protecting us from harm, be it physical or spiritual in nature. His strong presence, stoic nature, and wisdom in life is an asset to us all. I place much value on his role in our family, but I’ve discovered something even more important that our daughters get to witness each day.
My husband is honest, fair, and kind to others. He always has a smile, friendly response, and love truly guides his actions. He works hard, does his fair share around the home, and watches his language around the children. He doesn’t drink alcohol or hang out, partying with his friends. He’s a great example to our daughters every day on how to live life, love people, and serve the Lord. Yes, I’m blessed. But something he did recently really highlighted to me the example he is setting for our girls. It stuck out as something very special.
I was laying in bed, about to doze off, since I had to work in the morning, when suddenly I caught snippets of conversation coming from the living room. I strained to hear whispered voices through the closed, bedroom door, and I began to smile at the words spoken by my spouse. He was reading from the Bible, and he explained the verses as they went along.
I heard him explain, “it’s my job to love your Mom like Jesus loves us all, and to treat her right.”
I could just imagine their bright eyes and eager faces as they soaked in every word he spoke, and it was at that moment I understood the importance he had in their lives. As a father of daughters he was their first example of how a man acted, or rather, should act. He was the plumb line by which they measured a man’s intentions as right and true. He was the model they would call upon when choosing a spouse of their own. His model he set forth would directly impact their future decisions on choosing a mate and on successful, healthy relationships, and that was paramount! He set the standard for how they should be respected as women, and he laid down the precedent for how a man should love and honor his wife. They watched his treatment of me, and that illustration of unconditional and selfless love would be the pattern they would likely follow years down the road. His impact on their future happiness in marriage was real, and I knew the biggest truth of parenthood:
They’re always watching!
So Dad, your daughters are watching how you treat their Mom. They will utilize your example as the norm for male behavior. Are you ok with that? If not, something needs to change.
Dad, your sons are watching how you love and honor their Mom. The model you display will mold their future behavior in their own marriages. Is that something you can be proud of impacting? If not, something needs to change.
Fathers have many responsibilities in their children’s lives, and other than leading them closer to Christ there is none so important as the model of behavior they set forth in marriage. Your actions impact their future actions, and it’s always wise to keep that in mind. So I leave you with a question. What legacy do you pass down to your children for a happy, healthy married life?
Dave says
I haven’t met your husband but have determined from your descriptions of him that he and I could probably get along just fine! I enjoy being with kind, soft spoken & Christ following men! They don’t have to be wimps either to exhibit these qualities! He sounds like a great husband and father! My dad had those traits but one look at me when I was acting up was usually enough for me to have a quick attitude adjustment! I admire your husband for leading your kids in the way of Christ! Oh how we need that in our homes! Tell him to keep up the good work & he will have 3 girls who will never forget what their daddy did with them & will adore him all the days of their lives!
brieann.rn@gmail.com says
Thank you so much!
Lisa Pierce says
I knew what you were going to say before you said it. But you say things so eloquently while getting your point across. I admire your husband without having met him. Oh how I wish my dad had been like him. Sadly, even though my dad was a minister, he never had time for my two sisters, my brother and me. He always said the work of the Lord came first. I agree with that, to a point. I don’t think God intends for a minister to ignore his family. You are so spot-on in the type of men your daughters will marry. I have had three (not something I am proud to share) husbands, and looking back I realize that they were all so much like my dad, except the most recent one who was very loving for six months or so, until I became disabled, and he became verbally abusive. Thank God he left! The sad part is, the men who need to see this probably never will. I’m sharing on fb. I hope you don’t mind.
I usually try to keep my replies short but I have to mention this. When I saw the photo of one of the kids buried under the sand I gasped! I know this photo wasn’t on the beach but here’s the thing. I just read a newspaper report of an incident in FL where four older children were burying each other with friends. They all got some kind of worms under their skin. The children reported that they constantly itched and they could feel them constantly moving. It wasn’t life threatening but the kids had to be treated with all kinds of medications to kill the worms. It showed some pretty nasty pictures. I just felt the need to share this story with you. As a nurse you have probably already heard similar stories, but I wanted to be sure you knew. Much love and blessings!
brieann.rn@gmail.com says
Thank you so much for commenting and sharing. I always appreciate your insight, wisdom, and encouragement.