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Dad beards….

Dad Beards….

Beards are in style right now. If you haven’t noticed that, you apparently haven’t watched any sports James_Harden_Beard Jayson_werth_beard,

movies brad-pitt-beard ryan_gosling_beard,

or walked outside recently.hipster_beard

Beards used to be for only certain groups (Amish!)Amish_beard

but now they’re more widely accepted than a grown man in skinny jeans. Conan_skinny jeans


But what about beards on dads?

I have chosen to have a “sort of” beard for almost three years now. Simon

A “sort of” beard is a beard that stays very short and gets shaved to the shortest length of the hair trimmers about every two weeks. It never becomes a true, thick beard, but there’s always a little something there. I grew this when I started teaching college students to make myself look enough their senior to be their professor. Some people can’t picture me without it. 

But as a dad with a beard I regularly run into a major problem. The problem? Beards can be “scratchy” or “itchy” in the words of my chidders. Whenever I shave my beard close with hair trimmers, it then remains scratchy for a few days before it’s to the soft stage again. I’ve never had the long beard nor kissed a man with one (I’ve never kissed a man without the beard either), but my assumption is that it’s soft and not scratchy.

In the movie Saving Mr. Banks, Travers Robert Goff, as played by Colin Farrel, is the father of P.L. Travers, the famous author of the Mary Poppins books. He is depicted as a dreamer and drunk in the movie, but he absolutely adores and dotes on his children. In a conversation with his young daughter he asks, “Do you know why daddies shave their beards?” After receiving a puzzled look, he smiles at her and says, “Daddies shave their beards so they can give their children kisses.”

Beards are in fashion, but hopefully our choice to grow them does not impede us dads from receiving our God-given right of kisses from our children!

Dad’s—may you either keep your beards shaved off or long enough not to be “scratchy” so you may never miss the immense blessing of your child’s loving kiss.


For your viewing pleasure, some of the best beards on the market:

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What will they become?…or Who?…

As we were leaving the pool at a friend’s house, Christian was putting away toys and quickly walking towards me when he suddenly slowed and began hopping on one foot. His expressive face changed in an instant, and he began the common childhood near-death exclamation of, “I have a splinter! I have a splinter!”

Being the ever-understanding dad I replied, “Are you sure it’s a splinter? I don’t see anywhere you could even get one.” He looked back where he had been walking and pointed directly to a sliver of a spot on the ground. “Right there! That’s where I got it!” He was adamant, so I looked at his foot. Sure enough, it’s generous to say it was a splinter, but there was a little piece of some type of hard substance lodged in his children’s size 13 foot.

What does a real dad do at this point? He immediately tries to dig it out with his dull fingernailed hands of course! This created more screams from the young boy who had no intention of letting anyone dig into his foot. After trying to persuade him for a few more minutes that I possessed the medical expertise to remove any type of splinter in the world, he had resolved to not let anyone else touch his foot. Not even mommy! And we all know that mommy can fix just about any medical issue for children under the age of 10.

We drive home and start getting everyone corralled up the stairs towards bed when I see Christian sitting on the couch with a pair of tweezers seeming to painlessly dig into his own foot. Within seconds, he proudly informs us that he had extracted the splinter from his foot. I wasn’t sure I believed that he had gotten it that quickly, but the evidence was in his hand. The second smallest splinter I had ever seen was lying in his palm. (The smallest splinter I have ever encountered came out of his youngest sister, Adriah’s, foot. Some would say that splinter didn’t even exist. :))

I was proud of him.

We got the kids ready for bed and I got to do statistics homework for the rest of the night. That was that.

A few hours later I crawled into bed and began to think about my son, the young surgeon. As a parent, I see myself falling into this frame of thinking all of the time when seeing my son or three beautiful daughters do something well….I think to myself, “What will they become?!? A musician? An architect? An entrepreneur that completely changes the world of surgical robotics?”

As I lay there contemplating and planning the rest of my son’s life, I suddenly realized I was using the wrong key word to start my question. When I look down the road of possibilities for my son and daughters I should not be asking myself WHAT will they become, but WHO will they become?

Anyone that knows our family well, knows that Christian has a …shall we say….strong personality. He likes to be in charge and will attempt to move heaven and earth to get his way. He is determined and passionate…that’s the positive way of looking at it. Some days he is simply rotten and needs to be left in his room alone for long stretches of time so he does not hurt anyone, including himself. On these days, I seem to only see the negative aspects of his personality and the road that can lead to destruction, or at best a life on the run from Johnny Law.

But then there are days where I can see the full perspective of the type of leader that he can be and how he can gather others to his cause. Those are the days I want to remember. Those are the days I need to dwell on when contemplating his future. Those are the days I need to not think of simply what he will be, because that can change from year to year, but I need to focus on who he can be.

What do I need to be doing now to shape the character of my son and daughters? Each one is different and needs various forms of prodding and encouragement. When I think about these aspects clearly, I finally realize that what they become is of little consequence. It is my job to give them the guidance, discipline, love, and encouragement they need to lead them to who they will become. If they can become who God has created them to be, what they are is of very little consequence.

May we as fathers and mothers invest in our children so they can become who they were always meant to be.


Proverbs 22:6

Train up a child in the way he should go; even when he is old he will not depart from it.

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Lessons Learned from Paul Blart…

Working on a college campus and with college students has a lot of perks. One of the amazing perks of this atmosphere is college students that yearn for a scarce resource. That resource is little kids to love and play with. The Henry household just happens to have an abundance of this resource.

We have been greatly blessed with some young ladies that have made an intentional effort to invest in our kids. Sarah and Madison are two young ladies that have become important to our family and have continually given Rachel and I the opportunity to still have important 1-on-1 time on a fairly regular basis.

This past Friday, Rachel and I had this opportunity again to go on a simple date and know that our children were well cared for. We went to dinner, had some time to talk, and chose to take in a movie.

I enjoy movies that cause me to think differently about a topic, allow me to dive into a new world, or move me emotionally in some manner. But sometimes we need movies that are a simple and fun break from reality. This past Friday, we chose such a movie in Paul Blart Mall Cop 2.


Even in the simplest of movies that are made merely for uncomplicated entertainment, we can find lessons for life and fatherhood.

In a scene where Blart is giving the keynote address to a security guard conference, he is going on about why they do what they do. He then yells out, “If your only purpose in life is to help yourself, then you have no purpose. Help someone today!”

How much of what I do is really about helping myself? How much is focused on helping others? Am I desiring to help my kids learn and develop so they can become all that God has created them to be? Or do I simply want to appease them so I can do what I want to do? Better yet, am I being the example to my kids of someone who selflessly helps others?

Thanks Paul Blart for reminding me that we’re here to love and serve others as ourselves. And thank you amazing babysitters, for allowing Rachel and I to have time alone to learn lessons from frivolous movies.




A twin montage!



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