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It took me 17 years to experience my father. Why should any kid wait that long?
That summer forever lives in my memory. I’d say it’s when I truly began to live, fully, after I gave my life to Christ. Four weeks of experiencing a father’s love up close, and not just provision, but presence. That summer reordered everything I thought I wanted to build.
Now I’m trying to build a life where presence isn’t something I get to eventually, it’s something I lead with.
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Was a summer I spent with my bad. It was my first year in uni. For someone I see maybe once in three months or once in four months, I spent four weeks with him for a summer vacation. That was the very first time I had the full experience of who my father was. He taught me how to cook. We talked a lot about sports. He took me to the farmer's market. We did really amazing things within four weeks. And at the end of the four weeks, something struck in me like, if this four weeks experience, I knew it had completely changed the trajectory of my life because it took me seventeen years to experience that. So why can't every kid get to experience that from the very day they are born? And I would jokingly say to my friends, I want to be a stepdad, I want to be 100% present with my children, and I would laugh, But for me, it became a thing I wanted to take more than just a way of life. It needed to become an identity that went beyond myself and people would see and probably be able to do the same. My relationship with God made it even better because I knew God to be a father.
