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My son walks into my office this morning, clearly upset.

I had heard him crying on his way down the hall so I called out to him and told him to come to me.

Then I asked him: “What do you need bubby?”

Slowly and through tears he says: “I want you Dad!”

I picked him up and gave him a hug: “I love you my little man!”

We Merrill men are extremely sensitive creatures. At least by some standards, but this reminded me of the words of a Psalm:

“As a deer pants for flowing streams, so pants my soul for you, O God. My soul thirsts for God, for the living God. When shall I come and appear before God?”
‭‭Psalm‬ ‭42‬:‭1‬-‭2‬ ‭ESV‬‬

So as I was holding my son, I spoke my own sons words back to my Heavenly Father: “I want you Dad!”

My son is my hero. He teaches me more about my heavenly Father’s heart every day.

Yesterday, the whole family went to a water park to celebrate my wife and oldest daughters birthday. While we were in any form of water: Asher spent much, though not all, of that time firmly clutched to my chest.

At first he wasn’t having fun, by the end he was having a blast. He still wanted to do many of those things with me.

My son is my hero. He teaches me to who God is. He teaches me what true strength is.

While holding my daughter yesterday this thought struck me… so I shared it on Instagram and I’ll share it with you:

We are not strong because we are independent. We are only truly strong when we are dependent on God and interdependent on one another. This is how we were created. There is a reason solitary confinement is considered a punishment. This is how we work. We were made in the image of an interpersonal unified God

Instagram post

I’m currently working on a post about being made in the image of an interpersonal God… but after the events of this morning I really wanted to share.

I did get to go on one ride yesterday! Even that reminded me: My kids are my heroes! They teach me of Jesus. My wife caught the action:

My kids are my heroes. They teach me of Jesus.