{dear daddy}
After trying and trying to determine what kind of guy I wanted as a husband I finally came to a decision that I believe most girls come to at some point. I prayed a prayer that went something like this: Dear God, please bring me a man just like my daddy. Because, you now what? My daddy is the best guy. When I was little he was my hero, and that hasn't changed one bit as I have grown up...in fact it has just become so much more true. He is my hero . My dad is an imperfect human, just like the rest of tus. He is a sinner. He struggles with stuff. He doesn't know everything . But he is still my hero...you know why? Well, I guess I'll tell you. He's my hero because: God is his first priority. For years I have sat in the congregation on Sunday morning and heard my dad preach the Truth. For years I have sat around our kitchen table and listened to him talk to us about Jesus and helping us to understand more. For years I have heard he and my mom ta...