Maybe it’s because I’m nearing thirty, or maybe it’s because COVID has prevented unimpeded access to my parents. In any case, I’ve spent a lot of time ruminating on my mom and dad lately – their hard work in raising their six kids, their gifts and sacrifices, their dreams and character. When you recognize your parents as real, individual people with personal narrative and God-given purpose (as opposed to just The Parents in your life movie’s cast), you hit a major adulthood milestone. With Father’s Day coming up this Sunday, I’ve been thinking a lot in particular about my dad.