9ish years ago, when things started to get serious with my now wife, I prayed and asked God for direction. It was one of the two times in my life that I felt like I heard God like an actual voice.
“You have a choice. If you marry her you will have more love in your life. But there’s another partner for you and if you wait and marry her you will have more success and more money, but less love and family.”
Almost 9 years later and our baby daughter was just born. 3 Kids and wife adore me and I them. We spend days living and enjoying life for the most part. Idk who that other lady was but I hope she’s doing alright.
I’ve never felt more spoken to than in that moment.
I dated a girl for a year. Wanted to marry her, but had some doubts. Prayed, and God told me, "You can marry her and you'll have an okay level of happiness, but you'll be much happier with someone else."
Took me a while, but I decided on the "much happier with someone else." so we broke up.
She started dating my roomie 3 weeks later (oof). I moved out 2 weeks later. They got married not too long after that.
Spent the next 4 years dating various girls, and nothing really clicked.
Met my wife. Started dating her, and was never happier. Was getting ready for the day one morning, the sun was shining in through a window, and I was just thinking about how happy I was with her. Voice of God came to me again saying, "This is who you'd be much happier with."
Told her the next day I wanted to marry her, and she didn't have to say it back or anything, but that's what I wanted and I wanted her to know.
She decided a few days later she wanted to marry me as well.
6 years and 3 kids later, best thing ever. Incredibly happy with her. Glad I made the decision to trust God. The most important decision of my life, and I freaking nailed it with God's help.
The other girl? Well, her mom ruined one marriage by cheating on her dad, then married the guy she cheated on him with. That *shockingly* also ended up in divorce. Then she became a lesbian. That would've been the grandma to my children. Woof!
Other girl and my former roomie are still married. No kids. Left God behind and do their own thing.
Moral of the story: Trust God, always. Be very careful who you marry. Remember that you marry the family.
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On January 8, 1888, 19-year-old Kate Kampen gave birth to her son, Henry Royal Kampen, alone in a freezing sod cabin on the Dakota prairie. Her husband, Wilhelm, had left the previous day to travel 23 miles to Parker for coal and food, unaware that their baby would arrive while he was gone. With their supplies nearly exhausted, the coal bin empty, and no doctor or midwife nearby, Kate faced an unimaginable situation. She wrapped her newborn in every scrap of cloth she could find, climbed into bed, and held him against her bare skin, using her own body heat to keep him alive. She had no way of knowing that an even greater danger was approaching.
On January 12, the devastating Children’s Blizzard swept across the Great Plains, bringing ferocious winds, blinding snow, and temperatures plunging far below zero. Hundreds of people were caught in the storm, and 235 lives were lost. Wilhelm was stranded in the open prairie when the blizzard struck. After his horses collapsed, he stumbled toward shelter and eventually crawled into a barn, where he survived for three days by huddling among pigs for warmth. Meanwhile, Kate remained in the cabin, holding Henry close through the freezing nights, with no fire, no help, and no certainty that her husband would ever return. For days, her own warmth and determination became her newborn’s only protection against the deadly cold.
When the storm finally passed, Wilhelm made his way home, frostbitten and barely able to stand, but alive. He built a fire, and the cabin slowly warmed again. Kate and Henry had survived against extraordinary odds. The couple went on to raise seven children, build a life on the prairie, and Kate lived into her nineties. Her story is a powerful reminder that courage does not always announce itself with grand gestures. Sometimes, it is a frightened young mother lying in the darkness, refusing to let go of her child. The world may never know the names of countless ordinary heroes, but their extraordinary acts of love and survival deserve to be remembered.
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Sorry for interrupting your scroll but you’re a great dad and your kids feel safe around you.
Proud of you, bro.
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I've been a father for 10 years.
Some days I nailed it. Some days I didn't.
Here's what changed:
1. I stopped yelling
Every time I raised my voice, I taught them: this is how you handle frustration.
Now when I feel it rising, I picture myself on video losing it. That image alone stops me cold.
(Still yell when they start to run into the street with cars lol)
2. I stopped missing their bids for connection
"Dad, look at this rock!"
I used to nod without looking up. They eventually stopped showing me things.
Now I stop. Make eye contact. Ask one real question.
That's the price of being their safe place.
3. I said yes more
I said no too much not because it was dangerous. Because it was inconvenient.
Playing Legos. Reading another book. Playing outside with them.
I was managing them, not seeing them.
Now I ask: Is this a real boundary, or am I just being lazy?
4. I started caring about their world
I expected them to care about mine but never learned theirs.
Now I ask what they're building. What they're thinking. Who made them laugh today.
They notice when you actually care.
5. I stopped confusing authority with control
I wanted obedience without relationship.
That's not leadership. That's fear.
Now I'm firm on what matters, flexible on what doesn't. And I explain the why.
Your kids don't need a perfect father.
They need one who's willing to admit when he's wrong and show up better tomorrow.
Start today.
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Raising children is a sanctifying process that will make you into an amazing person, if you let the person you currently are, die and become a new creature
if my child gets out of bed one. more. time. I’m gonna kiss his forehead and tuck him into his little pillow fort birds nest we made and sing the goodnight song and be patient and kind because he’s not even been around the sun five whole times yet and surely this is the greatest privilege of my insignificant life to hold his hand on the way back to bed
My dad once told me that they had turned me over to Satan for the destruction of the flesh so that the soul may be saved.
That seems like a lifetime ago.
Today I make them proud. Today I show them how much I love them by being present in their lives.
I’m very grateful for the life I have been given today.
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A baby was crying for 15 min straight on our flight home
The couple across from us kept giving them the dirtiest looks
The chick whispered “my god” “really?”
These kind of people are the worst. Crying babies are a part of life. Grow up.
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BREAKING: Warren Buffett, 96, steps down as Berkshire Hathaway chairman, with his son Howard Buffett taking over the role.
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She graduated from college with her 10-day-old baby tucked inside her gown. Now THAT is strength, determination, and a mother getting it done! 🎓👶🏽💪🏽
#Motherhood #GraduationDay #BlackSpiderman #Determination #InspiringStory – at Stafford, TX
I need to update my bio! We had a baby girl in June and she’s two months old.
Charlie June. 🤍🤎💛🧡
She is everything. She brought with her, joy happiness, laughter and music. We are so infinitely blessed.
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Don’t get so caught up trying to give your kid a good life that you forget to give them a good day
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My brother's family and mine got kicked out of a wedding, first the ceremony and then the reception, for bringing our children.
It was not on the invitation. It was under the Q&A portion of the website. So we moms and dads dedicated the day to getting ready and our small children ready, drove AN HOUR to the venue, and were told we had to leave the building with our children, literally in our fancy clothes.
By the way, this wedding casually suggested via family rumor that relatives wear green. I bought and tailored a dress for this occasion because I knew there would be eyebrows raised if I wore anything else.
"This is a child-free zone." Those are the words of a dead society, one that thinks little of motherhood and fatherhood, instead caging up their brood in clusters of daycares and schools with disconnected nannies.
If you don't have a place for children, you will not have a future.
Automated self driving cars win because driving isn’t as fun or enjoyable as finding an extra 3-5 hours in your week to be ferried around in a mobile living room.
Time to work, study, read, catch up on anything, call your mom.
Laugh at the electric cars getting stuck making a wrong turn at your own peril.
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my parents are officially moved in across the street. Yesterday afternoon I took their grandson over for an impromptu visit. My mom sat on the floor and played with him while my dad and I chatted in their new living room. One of the happiest moments of my life






























