So, I was sitting at On The Border (OTB), minding my own business, talking to my babes. My wife, Carla, looked over at me and said, "God spoke to me this morning, out of the blue." She related that she was getting ready for church and God said, "You know, your kids learn about how I parent by watching you parent."

She didn't say anything else. She seemed to be waiting for me to respond. For the second time in my life, I was completely speechless. I literally couldn't speak. I just stared at her as my mind played an endless series of events in which I had lost patience with my girls, yelled at them, was unfair, and hurt them with my words and attitude. Is this how they would see God?

As a Daddy, I know that my children will grow up with the view that God is like me. I've always been aware of this responsibility that I carry, but it was never more clear to me than it was sitting at that table.

After a few minutes of sitting there with tears in my eyes, I said, "wow." Carla said, "that's exactly how I felt."

What are you going to do with that? No pressure.