BY STEVE DUNN
Meet two very important people – my son Michael, the oldest of my son’s and my second child (pictured here with his family-wife Melonie, daughters Natalie and Ashley.
The other is my daughter Katherine Marie, a.k.a. Katie (now Huther). She is pictured here with her son Caleb (husband Jason is probably taking the picture).
Katie is the “baby” of the family-the one her other three siblings were convinced was spoiled rotten by her Daddy. (Katie winks and says with a wry smile, “You’re right.”) Besides being children of a brilliant father, they have two things in common. Both are two of the most conscientious parents you will ever meet.
The second is that they have the same birthday. (Actually they were both born in the same hospital as that brilliant dad of theirs). Seven years after Michael boldly entered the world, his younger sister was born–July 1st. Michael, when discovering that Katie’s impending arrival was about to rain on his birthday parade actually asked his Mom to stay in labor so that this little intruder would be born July 2nd.
But they are different as well. Yes, it’s obvious from the photo that Katie is a brunette and Michael a blond. What I mean is they are different persons with different skills, experiences, and dreams. Michael is an entrepreneur, Katie the quintessential penny pincher. Katie has always been a great administrator and resource manger. She worked in the cash office of a Walmart at age 16 and until son Caleb came along, was in demand in banking. Michael is a master of managing people, especially people whose lives are struggling and out of focus.
Dianne and I did not raise these two the same–nor treat them the same. We sought to foster their dreams and empower their passions. We tried to see them as God saw them and challenge them to aspire to the same.
“Train up a child in his way to go and when he is old he will not depart from it,” says Solomon in Proverbs 22:6. His way as God designed him is another translation. Good parents don’t treat their children equally – except to love then equally. Good parents do not cookie cut kids into their own image but help them be shaped by their callings from God.
I hope my children considered me a good parent.