My little girl is one year old. Wow. I don’t have the space here to talk about all the amazing things I feel as Callie’s father. About the responsibility I have. About the honor I have been given. I think about the songs my mom and dad used to sing to me when I was a child. One I remember so clearly is Que Sera Sera. The lyrics went something like this: When I was just a little girl (boy) I asked my mother, what will I be? Will I be pretty, will I be rich, here’s what she said to me. Que Sera Sera, whatever will be, will be. The future’s not ours to see. Que Sera Sera. What will be, will be.
I understand that song a bit differently than I did as a kid. I can affirm the message in that little song, that whatever will be, will be, when I rightly understand that God’s plan will never fail, He will never be taken by surprise, He will always accomplish His purposes. So that the future of my little girl is in His hands, not mine. God gives me and Andi a great responsibility to raise Callie Grace in the fear and admonition of the Lord. Yet, at the end of the day, God’s plan will prevail. Not mine.
With all this in mind, the greatest hope and prayer I can have is that little Callie Grace will grow to be “called an oak of righteousness, a planting of the Lord for the display of His splendor” (Isaiah 61:3).
One more thought. At Callie’s birth last October 18th, her grandfather, Chuck, sent Andi and me a little message. It simply said, “now you understand for the first time how much you are loved.” I haven’t forgotten his words and he is right. And that has given me a deeper and more amazing understanding of the love God has for his children. For, “those who did receive him, who believed in his name, he gave the right to become children of God” (John 1:12).