Most of you have heard by now - Hay Ray is moving to
Guatemala. She has been there several
times before, but this time it’s a one-way ticket. I’ve had several people ask me what I thought
about this. Let me start at the
beginning…
When Amy told me she was pregnant the first time, I told her
I didn’t want to find out if it was a boy or girl until it was born. When I told her the reason, it made her mad.
I told her I wanted a boy and if they told me it was a girl, I would be
disappointed. She asked me what was
going to happen if it came out a girl. I
told her that I would think it was the best thing in the world and would love
her with all my heart, but in the meantime I reeeeaaaalllly wanted a son and if
I found out otherwise 6 or 7 months beforehand, I would be very
disappointed. We did not find out, and
sure enough, it was a boy. I thought it was awesome and if we hadn’t had any
more kids, I would have been fine with that.
Boy, did God have a lot in store for me.
As much as I love Amy, any parent will tell you that there is
no love like the love you have for your children. It’s a love that nothing will diminish, no
matter the circumstances. You will do
anything for them. Since Hay Ray is my
oldest daughter, she is the first female I ever had these feelings for. The first time I saw her, I knew my life had
changed forever.
In the last 21 years, I have said many times - if a man only
has sons, he really doesn’t have the full “Dad Experience”. I didn’t know why God put me here until Hay
Ray was born. My job is to take care of
her the rest of my life – and now her 4 sisters too. Hunter is a grown man. If he needs me, he can call and I will help
him in any way I can. Hay Ray is my baby girl, 1 of 5 (or maybe 6). She doesn’t have to call. If I see her hurting or in need, I’m going to
take care of her. If you are the one to
hurt her or cause her need, me and you have a problem.
I have not been nice to any young man since Hay Ray was
born. Amy gets on to me about looking “mean”. I don’t even have to try to look mean anymore
– it comes naturally now. All Hay Ray’s
life, I have let any male she has crossed paths with know that she is my
baby. I don’t trust any male with my daughter
and, if necessary, I will hurt you. On
two different occasions, a young man crossed a line with her that I felt needed
to be addressed. I addressed the first
incident by phone because the young man very intelligently refused to tell me
where he was. The second incident I
addressed in a high school gym and if Amy hadn’t been there, it could have
turned out really bad for the young man.
In both cases, I got my point across and these young men were kind
enough to spread the word about Hay Ray’s crazy dad.
When Hay Ray first expressed interest in boys, I told her she
didn’t need them and they couldn’t be trusted. I told her if she wanted to go to
the movies or out to eat or bowling, that I liked all those things. She didn’t need a boy, she had me. Basically, I’ve been dreading the day when
she chose another man over me.
Now back to Guatemala, most of you know Amy and I have
adopted two girls of Guatemalan descent.
Because of this, we developed an interest in Guatemala. In 2009, me and Amy (along with Hunter) went
on mission trip with Danville Baptist Church to Guatemala. We fell in love with the country and the
people, and we decided we wanted all our children to go on a mission trip to a
Third World country before they were grown.
When Hay Ray saw all the pictures and heard the stories, she was
extremely jealous. All my daughters have
an extreme “baby” infatuation, which they get from their mom. It is not unusual to see any female in my
family go up to complete strangers and ask to hold their baby. And there were a lot of babies in the
pictures from Guatemala. The first time
she went she also fell in love with the people, especially the children.
When she is in Guatemala, she is a different person. I love her all the time, but she is not
always very lovable. She can be a very mean person – you should try waking her
up sometime if you want to really meet the bear. In Guatemala, she has a servant’s heart. At home, she can be a hateful, selfish
brat.
I’m not worried about her safety in Guatemala. I’ve been to Grace Ministries three times and
I know the family that she will be staying with. I am comfortable that she will be as safe
there as she is here. I would rather her
be in Guatemala, in God’s will, than be here and be miserable.
Her job in Guatemala is to help run a feeding center. They will feed about 75 children, ages 5-9,
Monday through Saturday. These children
are the poorest of the poor in the community.
In addition to feeding them, they also help them with school work and
teach them the English language. But,
first and foremost, she will spread the gospel of Jesus Christ.
I vaguely remember being 21.
I can’t remember what my life’s ambition was, but I know that it was not
to leave the comfort and convenience of everything that I knew to go 2000 miles
away and show some of the poorest children in a foreign county the love of
Jesus. Hay Ray has numerous
accomplishments in her life. She has won several beauty pageants, she was on
the best public high school basketball team in 3A her junior year, and she was
an All-State volleyball player her senior year.
But, I have never been more proud than I am right now.
She is mighty young, and there’s no telling what God has in
store for her. She could be in Guatemala
for 6 months or she could be there for 40 years. It doesn’t matter to me… I am going to love
and support her for the rest of my life.
I love you, Hay Ray, and I’m really gonna miss you.