Friends are good things. Today, I got a much needed reminder from a friend that in the midst of the excitement of Elijah comming. He told me he had a dream that I was beating myself with my fist and saying over and over and saying "I'm not a good father, I'm not a good father." It seemed kinda funny to me at first that he dreamed of me and that it was a bit abusrd, but the more I think of it the more it ressonates true with me. For all kinds of reasons, self-loathing and confidence is something I'm far from good at. I do constantly question and doubt myself. Not so much in a healthy "how can I grow kind of way," but in a disabling, not accepting whom God has made me to be sort of way. It was a good reminder that I have all that I need in my Heavenly Father and need not be so anxious. God's shot me straight so far - I just need to learn how to let Him do it through me instead of trying to do it all myself so much.

My friend also reminded me that before I became daddy I became husband and that in all the wonderful things that are going to happen, not to forget that Erine still needs that from me. A simple thing, but something I would probably have fallen into. It's easy to get wrapped up in the excitement and expectations.

So thanks friend. I'm encouraged. The body of Christ is a beautiful thing.

KP