Because Michelle made more money than I did at the time, we decided that I would stay home with Faith the first few years. This allowed me to establish a father and daughter bond that I truly cherish. Not long after we brought her home, I was feeding her one night in our living room, long after Michelle had gone to bed. There was something in Faith’s eyes, as far as I was concerned, that said, “This is my daddy.” This experience reminds of a quote I once read from an unknown author that said, “They say that from the instant he lays eyes on her, a father adores his daughter. Whoever she grows up to be, she is always to him that little girl in pigtails. She makes him feel like Christmas. In exchange, he makes a secret promise not to see the awkwardness of her teenage years, the mistakes she makes or the secrets she keeps.” The bond transcended any of her future shortcomings, or any of mine for that matter.
God reminded me that night that I had the chance to offer this little girl in my arms something I never could get from my earthly father, but did receive from my Heavenly Father. The bond between a father and daughter is something special, and being home with Faith for those first three years helped to establish this bond and ensure that it would be strong for years to come. As a result of being there to hold her when she was sick or hurting, she learned the safety of a loving father who cared for her. Experiencing a father’s love will probably shield her from promiscuity when she gets older.