
Not because today feels any more special than any other day…
…but because it’s a day every good man hopes to be acknowledged on.
Some fathers — and I mean some (which is already too many) — never get to feel what this feels like.
Not just for themselves, but for their kids — the energy exchange, the gift that never stops giving.
A beautiful daughter that makes you feel like a lion 🦁.
A strong son that you believe could be Hercules ⚡️.
It’s truly nothing like being a father.
The opportunity to breathe air and share it with them…
It’s a responsibility worth dying for.
It makes every second… every breath… full of gratitude.
The Aids That Shape Me
I’ve been shaped by so many aids along this path:
• The pain.
• The mistakes.
• The breakthroughs.
• The lessons I prayed I would never repeat.
• The grace I’ve received.
And I’m still growing.
This is an energy thing.
I feel strong because I’ve stayed faithful.
I feel grounded because I’ve found purpose.
I’m living my dream — not in some material sense, but in the purest way possible:
To be present. To love deeply. To choose balance over bitterness.
Crayons Show Love
I remind myself daily:
Crayons show love.
It means that kids don’t need perfection — they need color. They need presence. They need the freedom to draw outside the lines while you stand beside them with patience, not control.
That’s how we plant gratitude seeds.
One seed at a time.
One smile at a time.
One prayer at a time.
Love Is Always the Choice
The BAG Mindstate always brings me back to one truth:
Love is the hardest choice… because it’s the most powerful.
Hate doesn’t grow anything.
Bitterness doesn’t build anything.
But love? Love creates space for the next generation to thrive.
Even in the toughest moments —
Even when tested —
Even when misunderstood —
We choose love.
We choose balance.
And we end up… grateful.
🧠⚡️❤️⚓️ Proverbs 16:11 — His work.
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