Not me (yet) but my partner in crime officially went up and over the hill right on Father's Day.  We had almost a complete set of our children here to celebrate.

A gift like nothing else. 

That $4 worth of tiny squirt guns? 

Priceless.

Working on the new teen car with his favorite brother-in-law to be who can fix just about anything.

There was a lot of food, a lot of noise, a lot of doubled over and tears rolling down your face laughing. There were more serious talks about life, love, money, faith, fears, and careers. We don't have all the answers but we can listen and can share an awful lot of ways we personally know how to screw up. We can put our heads together to tackle big challenges. We can pray over the things we can't seem to figure out. So we did.  We do. We consider ourselves so lucky to hear what is on their hearts.

As our friends' children are entering teen and young adulthood they have questions. How did you….?  What do you do if…..? How?  

The short answer is only by the grace of God. One thing that rings truer as time goes by is that we have very little by way of formula or guarantees but we have them.  We have us.  Love does cover a multitude of sins – theirs, ours, and those whose stories overlap with ours.  For that we are grateful every day. 

So this is what Father's Day at 50 looks like here with the people he has spent 30 of those 50 years with, people we love fervently. 

"And above all things have fervent love for one another…."    Peter 4:8