We recently watched the Lego Movie with our kids. (Spoiler alert for those who live under a rock and haven’t seen this movie yet…)
It’s a really fun show about construction worker who is thought to the prophesied “Special”, someone who would end up being “The most important, most talented, most interesting, and most extraordinary person in the universe.”
The end of the movie takes a turn when we discover that the lego characters are really stand-ins for a boy and his father. While the lego hero states that everyone at some point is the Special, we see how the dad is the boy’s Special.
And that is a profound truth to remember. To my young children, I am the Special (as is their mom). Regardless of who I am or what my job is or is not, or how many noteworthy things I’ve accomplished. In a child’s eyes no one is more talented or interesting or important than their mother and their father.
What am I doing with that responsibility? Do I do things that abuse that? It makes me think twice about what my response is when they ask to play with them, or read with them, or do anything with them. Right now in their life pretty much anything is better if it’s done with me and/or Mom. I think there are things I can and should do to be worthy of and maintain that trust and love even when they grow up and realize that I’m perhaps not the most talented or special person in the world, and that I do have oh-so-many faults of my own.
I’ve been told that it is at this age that they will develop their initial thoughts of what God is like, based on me.
Something to think about…
I wanted to put down quickly a few things from my father’s day.
One: I love hearing my primary kids sing a father’s day song in church.
Two: When church got out I met back with my wife who had our kids already gathered. My youngest handed me a paper “card” with a lollipop taped to it that said, “I love my pop” I hadn’t looked at the card for two seconds before the lollipop was ripped off the card. Mommy informed me that she had insisted I see the card before they could have the candy.
Three: At lunch my wife just mentioned to my kids how we had bought the kitchen table when we were first married, and we were the only two that sat at the table, but how wonderful it was to now have our children sitting at the table with us.
Four: Our stake president spoke at church on the Father’s role as defined by the Proclamation on the Family. Those roles are to Preside, Provide, and Protect. He explained what those meant.
Preside – This is not a position of authority over others. It is a position of responsibility for others. The father is responsible for what happens in the home and with the family. The father should ensure that scripture study, family prayer, family home evening etc. are happening in the home.
Provide – The father should provide financially for the family, but in addition to that, the father is responsible to provide a safe and loving environment for the family. A place where nurturing can occur.
Protect – Again, protection from physical harms is part of this role, but the need to protect one’s family from spiritual harm is equally important. The father protects the family and home from evil influences (inappropriate media etc). Part of this includes keeping himself clean and pure.
My daddy’s name is Jeremy
He is 22 years old and 7 tall and weighs 100 pounds.
His favorite food is cereal (in his) milk.
My daddy is really good at morking (working) and fixing.
He loves to go hiking.
My favorite things to do with my dad is play games, puzzles, puppets, jobs.
I’m just like my dad because I’m cute!
What I love most about my daddy is when you tickle us!
It makes Dad happy when I cheer him up.
My daddy’s name is Jeremy
He is 9 years old and big tall and weighs 100 pounds.
His favorite food is milk.
My daddy is really good at playing games (Star Wars and Tickle Monster)
He loves to do things that are right.
My favorite things to do with my dad is play the rope Star Wars game.
I’m just like my dad because I am just as tall.
What I love most about my daddy is that he’s nice and plays with me.
It makes Dad happy when I play tickle monster with him.