PASTOR'S PEN: I was watching

It’s definitely rare. Growing up I guess I never really thought about it, but the other weekend I was intrigued by my father.

While they were here, may parents and I went to Mount Pleasant, Cadillac and took a trip to Mackinac Island. The trips themselves were not what as impressive, though those were nice.

It was really the stops in between that caught my attention. Every time, without fail, when we returned to the truck, my dad would go to my mom’s door and open it for her. After she was safely in, he would close it after her.

I carefully watched his actions. It didn’t matter if it was windy out, he would open her door. We would make a quick stop and he would still open her door. At another stop, his door was closer so surely he would just jump in.

No; not my dad. He walked around the truck and let my mom in before coming back around to get in himself.

Growing up I saw this action all the time, but not so much anymore. I honestly cannot recall the last time I saw a husband opening the door for his wife or even a boyfriend for his girlfriend.

Such rare acts of love and kindness are easily recognized when few do such things.

I know Father’s Day is past, but here is one quality a good father... a good husband... needs to possess: He loves his wife. Ephesians 5:28 says, “...husbands ought to love their wives as their own bodies. He who loves his wife loves himself.”

Husbands, if you love your wife how do you show it? She will notice. And, since I noticed my dad; certainly your kids will notice theirs as well.