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Dads have it rough in today’s popular culture. We don’t get affirmed very often for being important. Matter of fact, it seems that if anything good happens in stories about families, it’s usually in spite of dad – not because of him.
Growing up, I did not want to be that dad. You know … the guy who didn’t have a clue, who put the diaper on the baby’s head instead of the bottom, who didn’t know how to piece together a coherent sentence when a child had a question, needed help or wanted a decision.
In TV land, I wanted to be more like Charles Ingalls or Cliff Huxtable than Homer Simpson (even if Homer does make us laugh sometimes).
I wanted to matter to my kids. To my wife. To my church. You know … change the world!
One night, while “changing lives and doing things for God,” I realized just how much I needed to learn about being a dad who matters.
It was the night my oldest daughter, then just a preschooler, stabbed me.
This Wednesday night was like most Wednesday nights for a guy with two little girls who also happened to be involved in both youth and music ministry at his church. I hurried home from work (late), scarfed down some dinner, grabbed my guitar, kissed my wife and girls goodbye, and left to invest in the lives of middle and high school kids who needed to learn about God from people who cared about them.
But as I opened the door to leave, my oldest, Hannah, while only 5 years old, knocked me over and stabbed me. At least, metaphorically speaking.
More accurately, she stabbed me in the heart.
“Are you going to play with the big kids at church again tonight, Daddy?”
She wasn’t trying to be mean or manipulative. But she was hurt, disappointed, confused. Time with her daddy, like many Wednesdays before, was flashing before her eyes – and she wasn’t sure what to make of it.
At first, I chuckled and kissed her again. “Yes, honey, but just for a little while,” I replied.
But on the way to church, and the whole rest of the night, I was trying to take that metaphorical knife out of my heart.
That one question launched me on some serious soul-searching. For several weeks I wrestled with how I spent my time, how I interacted with my girls and how I prioritized my work and hobbies and ministry.
I think the reason it knocked me for such a loop was that I assumed all was well in my little home. After all, my marriage was pretty solid. I enjoyed my job and helping out at church.
So why did my daughter’s question pierce my heart? It was the first time my pride as a dad had been challenged. It was the first time I can remember where my choices, even for good reasons, were crushing my little girl’s heart.
Maybe, I feared, I’m not going to be much better than some of the disappointing role models of fatherhood I’d seen growing up.
That question made me realize just how much my time with my girls mattered, even when they were so young. It wasn’t enough to just live life near my daughters; I had to live life with them.
I’m still working on how to prioritize my time, to demonstrate my love, to be there for my girls. But I know without a doubt that as a dad … I matter.
And you do, too. That’s why we’re launching this new "Dad Matters" blog and podcast. We want to invite you, and your dad friends, to join us in our journeys and in our conversations, as we share what’s working, where we struggle, how we've failed – and learned from it – and how we sometimes succeed.
Won’t you join us?
After all, whether you realize it or not, whether you’re certain of it or not … if you’re a dad, you matter.
Dad matters in the life of every child! Let’s explore how and why together.
When did you realize your presence mattered to your child? Share your story with us in the comments section below. Or, if you’re struggling to know you matter to your child and family, let us know that, too. We’d count it a privilege to encourage you in your journey!
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I'm not a dad but a mother of one who after 2 1/2 yrs of a court battle finally won custody of his 10 yr old son and 6 yr old daughter. The judge thankfully agreed with him the schools the therapists the police officers involved the mom was mentally Ill and has done major parental alienation mostly and severly on the son. My question is how do we help this boy thru this. He won't talk to us, participate in family things, he has no friends , participates in nothing and has given up enjoying life. He was diagnosed as a high end autistic - great grades - OCD - no social skills etc. We are setting both kids up with therapy asap. Any ideas to help us
So glad to see other blogs for dads. After a couple of years writing the DadPad (www.dadpad.org), it's good to see more resources that dads can use to band together, find out what other dads are doing, and feel like we're kind of stumbling through this thing called fatherhood together. It's never easy but always worth it. Nice start and welcome to the world of Dad blogging. :)
Kids have such a way with words. They can stab us in the heart with their honesty!
This is in response to the first comment ~
Thanks for sharing about your grandson, friend. We'd love to come alongside your family as you seek the best help for him. Please feel free to call us at 800/A-FAMILY to speak with a licensed Christian counselor or to find appropriate resources. God bless ~ we look forward to hearing from you!
Kids are so truthful without realizing it.
I am so glad to have found this blog. I have found myself really desiring to find a community of dads lately. I am excited to see where this is going to go.