Wednesday, September 15, 2010

My daughter Evangeline


A post-apocalyptic baby, or she will be if she survives peak-oil. Interesting to think that if she lives to be an old lady she'll see in 2100 and be less than fifty years away from the bicentenary of World War Two.  Amy and me are in a big discussion at the moment about baptism. Can I also say there is an intensity to being a father that has caught me by surprise, makes me think of my parents differently.

6 comments:

Alex Smith said...

Cute photo! I agree I found that too with fatherhood. Good to see you're finally growing up now ;p

The Borg said...

Lukey, can you talk more about your last sentence? Or is that a bit too personal?

Luke said...

It is personal but not private. I often feel these pangs of love for Evangeline that catch me by surprise, then I think about wanting her to live a godly and interesting life, then I realize how mum and dad felt that about us.

Alex Smith said...

Maybe that's a small taste of how God feels about us, given his deliberate use of the "Father/sons" language :)

Possum said...

You need to frame this one, Lukey! It's beautiful :)

Luke said...

That's probably true Alex and thanks Shelley.