Tonight was the first night this year I arrived home from the office after my daughter, Laniakea, was already in bed.

I try to mitigate the circumstances where this is necessary to an absolute minimum, but occasionally it’s a sacrifice.

I hate these nights because I know her youthful days are so fleeting. The last 2 years have gone by in what feels like the blink of an eye.

It’s a really tough tradeoff.

I want her to know that to accomplish the things God has called you to do, you have to make sacrifices, but I also never want her to feel that I choose work over our family.

My mother was a woman who made a lot of sacrifices for our wellbeing, and I suppose, I don’t look back on her life and think that she chose work over us…

I look back and see a woman who loved deeply and a woman who sacrificed so much that we would have opportunities to go beyond where she was able to go.

Kiddo, if you’re reading this one day, know that since you were born, every single moment of my life has been dedicated to giving you a future and a multi-generational impact for Christ’s Kingdom.

I’m already so proud of you.

I love you so much.