  One of the greatest joys I have thus far experienced over the last 27 years has been the birth of my daughter. She is almost 11 months, and I can't quite describe what it's like to know that God has entrusted me to father this little girl. It is just amazing! Next to diaper changing (after several hundred dirty diapers you better have a sense of humor), seeing my little one crawl, hearing her say Bible, watching her reach out her hands for da-da, holding her, the most precious of these moments to me is watching her sleep. She is just so peaceful, and knowing that she can sleep in my arms ignites a yearning for my heavenly Father like never before. Holding her tonight, I was flooded with emotion, and this thought, "she will see her first picture of God through me. " How do we cope with such responsibility? I think Jesus would advocate the one day at time approach.
Bathe the whole process in prayer, absolutely, but just enjoy each day, and the time that we share. The greatest gift we give our children is our time. Thank God that He doesn't turn us away because He is too busy reading the world news, or watching the angels play the demons on HSPN (Heaven Sports Network). When His children call, they are the most important thing in the universe. Now that's a father. 
