On Sunday we celebrated Father's Day. In Mexico it is an incredibly understated day, especially in comparison to Mother's Day, which tends to come second in importance only to the Day of the Virgen of Guadalupe. The state of fatherhood in Mexico is one of crisis. Many of our friends here come from broken homes where the father struggled with alcholism, was almost completely absent from the family life, or had a second family on the side. It is an interesting contrast to observe, the dominance of the male and the existence of machismo alongside the veneration of the role of the mother. I want to make it clear that the picture I am painting is not true of all Mexican men/fathers by any stretch of the imagination, but it is a disturbing pattern that does not seem to be subsiding. In light of this reality, I am so thankful to be able to celebrate Kevin as the father of our children. I love the way he seeks to be involved in his children's lives, how he plays with them, makes time and sacrifices for them, finds ways to make them feel extra special, and most of all is constantly seeking to submit to and learn from our Heavenly Father. The role of father is such an important one, which is why, I believe, that it is under such attack not only here in Mexico, but in the U.S. as well. It is especially important to encourage, thank and pray for husbands and fathers everywhere who are continually trying to provide for and be the best they can be for their families, seeking to follow the example of the one perfect Father. Thank you Kevin for loving and serving our family!