Dear Jack: Serving as a Greeter at Church

14 years, 11 months.

Dear Jack,

This past Sunday was “Youth Sunday” at church, where the high school kids led the entire service. You were asked to serve as a greeter, as you were responsible for welcoming people at the front door and handing out the the programs to them as they entered.

I wasn’t sure what you would think of serving in that way. But afterwards, you confirmed that it went well and you enjoyed it.

This is something I figured would be out of your comfort zone. Fortunately, I was wrong.

I am proud of you for continuing to develop your social skills and that it actually was a good fit for you!

Love,

Daddy

Dear Jack: Going to Church on Wednesday Nights

14 years, 3 months.

Dear Jack,

For me, being active in the youth group at my church was a huge part of my teenage years.

Of course, as soon as you started school here in Alabama, you quickly were recruited by your new friends to join the football team. And it just so happened that several of them all went to the same church.

We are there every Sunday as a family, but specifically on Wednesdays while your sister is at dance class down the road, I drive you to church.

I definitely appreciate that you want to be there with the dozens of other kids in your youth group, while I am at the men’s Bible study.

Last Wednesday as we crossed the street to the church, two of your friends ran to catch up to you: “Hey, there’s Jack!”

I was so proud. Not only do you want to go to church on Wednesday nights, but you have friends waiting for you there.

 

Love,

Daddy

Dear Jack: Your Mother’s Day Gift Was Not Wearing Sweatpants to Church?

12 and a half.

Dear Jack,

I reminded our family Saturday night that there would surely be a specific photo opp for Mother’s Day at church the next day.

So Sunday morning, you came downstairs wearing jeans; as opposed to one of the dozen pairs of Nike sweatpants you wear pretty much anytime “pants” are required.

I said out loud, “Jack… you are actually wearing jeans? You never wear jeans. When’s the last year I have seen you wearing jeans?!”

You explained, “That’s my gift to Mommy for Mother’s day: I’m wearing jeans to church, instead of sweatpants.”

Granted, you still wore your Champion “slides” instead of real shoes… but nice effort!

Love,

Daddy

Dear Holly: Our 2nd Father-Daughter Dance at Church of the City

6 years, 10 months.

Dear Holly,

Not to be confused with the Father-Daughter Dance we had a couple of weeks ago at your school, you and I went to one this past Friday at our church; Church of the City in Spring Hill.

You had fun the entire time, as we danced up near the front of the stage.

And by danced, it largely consisted of you continually saying, “Daddy, swing me!” So yes, I spent much of the time being completely dizzy from spinning you high in the air, like you were on a ride at an amusement park.

Naturally, some of the other girls saw what you and I were doing, and therefore, tried to get their dads to do the same.

I will say: My 5 days a week of weight training are paying off. Otherwise, there’s no way I could be physically fit for the Cross-Fit challenge that you incorporate for me in every Father-Daughter Dance we go to!

 

Love,

Daddy

Dear Holly: Our 1st Daddy Daughter Dance!

5 years, 11 months.

Dear Holly,

The moment it was announced at our church that they were having a Daddy Daughter Dance, you and Mommy began the search for your dress!

Even aside from how excited you were about the upcoming event, I honestly was just as happy about it.

And now that we went to it last Friday right after your brother’s Taekwondo testing, I can easily say that it was one of the top 10 best moments of my life.

You and I share a very special bond. We loved every single minute of the Daddy Daughter Dance. I am already looking forward to it next year!

Love,

Daddy