Father's Day

I thought of writing this yesterday but I wanted to wake up and see if my thoughts were still the same.  I had a great Father's Day!  The kids made me breakfast, the squirrels made everything.  The young prince grilled me a steak and the only thing mom did was cook the potatoes.  We ate and as I opened my gifts and cards, I found that reading those cards sent me into a whirl wind of emotion.  As my younger put it "I wish you still lived with us".  My heart sank, my mind shut down and the tears flowed...the babies saw their dad cry for the first time ever and they knew why.  I hugged my older daughter and I felt a connection with her like I have never felt as she delivered to me a quiet reassurance that everything was going to be ok.  As I stated earlier, I had a great Father's Day.  These emotions are something that I swallowed before and the lack of them could have very well contributed to the demise of my marriage.  Now, I welcome them.  Emotions come from God and we are the only creation that has them, in my opinion.  The ability to feel and to have your body react to that feeling is powerful and should never be underestimated, misunderstood or misdirected.  There is a time for rationalization and there are times to just let go and allow emotions to do what it will.  Often, in those emotional states is where truth lives and where God does His work.  Currently, my heart and mind are in two different places and I look forward to the day in which they are aligned.