Just call me the a rudder
Sometimes i wrestle with what to call myself…I mean my occupation.
I have a title on my business card…I’m thankful for that…and that is what most of the world is interested in.
But, I’ve learned that what is on your business car is not the most important title.
The organizations issuing the business cards are fickle…fair weather friends…they won’t stick by you in the end.
Father, husband, daddy, grand dude, grandpa…these are all important titles, without a doubt.
Yet I’ve been saying I’m a stay-at-home dad…a soccer dad…but this morning, during my quiet time with God, God called me a rudder!
A rudder?
A rudder guides a boat.
A rudder is usually not seen…is under the water…is not necessarily pretty…but try going somewhere without one!
So when I spend the day…most days…running the household…I’m being a rudder…steering the good ship family.
And I am very grateful to be the rudder.
