Jimmy McNeal


Jun 25, 2014

I'm going to be a father...

Well my friends, Staci and I are 33 weeks in, and 7 weeks away from holding our son for the very first time. The thought continues to hysterically cross my mind with both alarming fear and invited joy.

I'm actually going to be someone's real Dad.
Let that sink in for a minute....

I won't lie, although there are many joys to having kids, there are a couple of things I don't look forward to when it comes to having a new born; like projectile vomit, flying discolored baby poop, diaper runs (both and), urine samples on my shirt, mistaking "milk" labeled containers for actual milk, taking 100's of photos to get "the one", non-stop crying with no relief, and late nights just to name a few. But you know, there's a huge part of me that believes that those crazy things will somehow form a bond between Jackson and myself. I think those will be a few of the moments I call "bitter sweet" in the next 6-9 months.

While I was leading worship at FCA camp a few weeks ago, I was hit by a tear jerking reality. I'm going to be a father...Duh...I know, but as I played catch with one of the leaders 5 year old kids, I realized that I would be teaching my son, MY SON, how to catch a football one day. I'd be the one showing him how and why you should keep your eyes on the ball when it's coming right for your nostrils. I get the privilege of teaching him what it means to be a "little man" while sharing words from my own experiences into what it means to be a Godly man. I get to share the gospel with my son........yup, I'm crying right now. I think that may happen a lot these next 7- 12weeks. My kid has no clue who Jesus is, and Staci and I get to actually tell him about the one who knit him in her womb.

"For you formed my inward parts; you knitted me together in my mother's womb." (Psalm 139:13)

In order to finish this blog without more waterworks, I'll need to keep it short.

I still can't believe I'm going to be a father, but I do pray that with my mistakes, victories, and failures I point Jackson to the Father I look to for guidance, leadership, acceptance, perseverance, love, joy, refuge, care, and truth. I get to point him to the greatest Father any man could have, my "Heavenly Father". 

I pray that the same would be the case for you if you have children of your own.

Nothin' but love,



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