This morning i woke up with all the adrenaline of a new dad ready to protect his family from the dangers and toils that the world will bring to my innocent daughter. With ferocity a felt such love and care for her. Something I feel up to right now, and no doubt for many years to come. At the same time, I also woke up realising something equally sobering. I’m not the saviour, I cannot be all powerful, omnipresent and perfect for my daughter and family at all times. Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, my crutch as a father living this side of eternity. Praise him for his kindness in blessing us!