This time next week my little girl will be a married woman. These last 26 years have gone by faster than I ever believed possible. Yesterday she was rocking baby dolls and climbing trees, she was dreaming of traveling to far away places and marrying a blue eyed prince. She used to dance with her little feet standing on top of mine and say “twirl me daddy”. Dance with me Poppa! And now this weekend I’m going to give her away to her blue-eyed prince. We prayed for this day to come for Christian that she would find a man that she loved and that she wanted to spend the rest of her life with and we prayed for her husband before she ever met him. It may be the first prayer that I remember praying over her while she was still in her mommy’s tummy. We prayed that she would always follow Jesus and that she would find a husband to love, build a family with and grow old together. But I have experienced something that was unexpected, along with her engagement and all the wedding plans, I wasn’t ready for the emotional waves that washed over my soul and I was a little surprised that they tasted a lot like pain. But the days pass and the seasons change and we find that joy is new every morning. Today, I’m so happy for her because she has chosen an amazing man that Rachel and I love like a son already. (And we are thrilled about the prospect of more grandchildren, but no pressure.) Now I’ve spent the last few months swallowing this lump in my throat and processing the change that’s about to happen in our lives. It’s all good news and there is so much to be thankful for during this season of our lives but in the quiet moments of my days I hear her giggles from days long gone and I can see in my minds eye her Momma putting her long hair in a pony tail for the day. Now those bed time stories that I read to her so many years ago seem like the most important work I’ve ever done. This week we celebrate our daughter Christian and her mate for life Ryan. I knew this day would come and that I would give her away but I must say Mr Rhoto I am grateful that I’m giving her away to a man like you. May your days be filled with joy and the years go slowly by as you take this Journey together. Mom and I are so proud of you and we are grateful that Jesus let you grow up in our house. We love you, Christian Elyse. Always. Welcome to the family Ryan. We’ve been expecting you.