My dad isn't the best dad in the world. And yes, this post is about why my dad isn't the best.
My dad isn't perfect.
He messes up.
He gets upset.
He's a sinner.
And there are certainly moments when I feel frustrated when we don't see eye-to-eye.
And you know what? I bet there's a 'better' (earthly)dad out there.
But that 'better' dad wouldn't be better for me.
My Dad. My non-perfect dad is the dad God gave me.
A dad who loves me.
A dad who can fix just about anything - and takes the time to show his kids to do the same.
A dad who is striving to be the best dad he can be.
God blessed me so much by allowing ME to be the daughter of a truly amazing dad.
A dad who taught me how to hunt, fish, change a tire, wire an outlet, finish a job till it's done, choose the right friends, love others, and most importantly seek Christ in everything.
God worked it out so perfectly that I'd be placed with a dad to fit my personal needs.
No, my dad isn't the best dad ever and he's far from perfect.
But the the best dad for me. And I truly couldn't ask for a more amazing dad in my life.
I love you, Dad. <3