The two greatest gifts a child can receive are a mother’s nurture and a father’s embrace. The father is a boy’s first hero and a girl’s first love and the father who sees this and responds with his embrace gives his child a gift of incalculable value. So much more than a hug the father’s embrace is the million things a man does in the love of his child. Read More
“Every man who knocks on the door of a brothel is looking for God.” – G. K. Chesterton
It’s astounding how frequently men will risk complete compromise of their values, their marriage and their reputation to pursue a short-term enticement.
We joke that men have two heads and only enough blood to run one of them at a time but the truth is it goes a lot deeper than just physical desire. There is something captivating and bewitching about sex that can blind and blunt the conscience and common sense of men who are not whole. Like the sirens of Greek mythology who lured passing sailors with their enchanting music and voices to shipwreck on the rocky coast of their island. Read More
Men have been given great responsibility for the lives and families and communities in their care, and they have been given great strength to fulfill these responsibilities.
There are many good men using their strength to provide, nurture, protect and care for their families but unfortunately there are also a great many men who are getting it wrong and causing untold damage in the process. Read More
As fathers we will impact our children’s lives deeply and forever, that is a given, the only choice is whether it will be for good or for bad.
The great privilege of fathering is that you have the power to lay the foundation for an emotionally whole and successful life in your child. Read More
My daughter Blythe.
I adore her. Our passionate love affair has lasted just over fourteen years and shows no sign of waning. Still when I hear her voice, or her name comes up on my phone a smile starts at the centre of my soul and wells up through my being. It wasn’t love at first sight though. The night we first met neither of us was at our best. The details are a bit vague in my mind now but I do remember her crying bitterly and me being thoroughly exhausted. Before the night was over though, she was in my arms. Two days later she moved in and we’ve been together ever since.