You Can Tell A Lot About a Guy From Facebook

I was clicking through my husband's Facebook profile pictures today, and it struck me how well the sum total of those little thumbnail sized pictures equal....him.  I took the liberty of copying the photos and posting them here.  I started to run out of time, so I didn't copy all the photos that he's posted in his "albums" (which are filled with the kids)...just the profile pictures.  

It's fitting, you know.  Your profile picture is the picture that shows up every time you leave a note or a comment - it's supposed to say to your friends "hey there - it's me - this picture says something about me."


Above all, no matter what life is demanding of him, Luke is about us...his family.  

Sammy, in her monkey towel making her best monkey face (after her daddy gave her a bath):

Luke and yours truly on the west coast.  He surprised me with a weekend trip to the beach for my birthday a couple of years ago.  How did I get so lucky to get this guy?

His professional head-shot.  He really IS that kind and trustworthy (can't you see it on his face?)!  He's the hardest working man I've ever known.  He's currently working himself silly...up at 5 in the morning, and sometimes not home until 9 or 10 at night.  

There are few things Luke loves more than one of our babies with a goofy look on his/her face.  You might think of me as the photographer, but Luke walks around with a camera (in his phone) 24/7.

Oh boy.  This is us at our college graduation party.  Seriously...HOW did I end up with this amazing man?!  After all these years, he still calls me "my girl".  And after all these years, he still makes my heart do flip-flops.

All of our babies showing their Vandal pride.  Amazing...we have sons.  And daughters.  This is the most blessed bunch of kids on the planet.  These boys only must look to their daddy to see what it means to be a good and kind and gentle and strong man of God.  These girls will always expect a love that is nurturing and supportive and respectful and safe.  

It's been said that the best thing a man can do for his children is to love his children's mom.  One of the many reasons that Luke is "the best".

I love how Luke *always* makes me and our kids his top priority.  And our kids all trust him and feel safe with him.  They talk to him, share their dreams with him, and don't hesitate to simply run and jump in his arms.  When he raises a hand, they do not flinch.  When he says he'll be there, they do not doubt.  When he says "I love you" and "I'm proud of you" (which he does often), they believe him.  You can see it by the glisten in their eyes and the tall way in which they hold themselves when they're around him.

Happy Father's Day, to the most wonderful man I've ever known.  Thank you for loving me so well.  Thank you for being an incredible Daddy.  I love you like crazy.  Wanna have another baby?  Just kidding.  Maybe.


A quick note to my own Daddy...Happy Father's Day, Dad!  You know, one of my greatest blessings is being your daughter.  See this kind and hard-working man I married?  See these happy children?  See this strong woman?  All of this is part of your legacy, Dad.  You raised me to believe that marriage is love AND respect AND commitment.  You raised an obedient and joyful kid, who's working hard to pass the same on to her children (hence, the happy kids).  And you raised me to believe that I can do anything - it simply doesn't dawn on me that there is anything I can not do!

Most importantly, you live your life as a love note to the Lord.  Seeing your walk with Him made it possible for me to know and love and trust Him...the greatest love I've ever known, and the source of my greatest peace and joy.

Thank you for just being you.  I love you!

Anonymous –   – (6/20/2010 01:55:00 PM)  

What an encouraging tribute to the men in your life. Thanks for sharing.

P.S. My sister is a Vandal alum as well.

Anonymous –   – (6/28/2010 10:08:00 AM)  

What a wonderful tribute to your husband. I am one of those "luckiest girls in the world", too. I don't know why--but I'm sure not complaining!!!

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