Dear Unsealers,

I have never struggled to give thanks to others.
Whether it’s the barista, the waitress, or gratitude for my brothers.
But thanking myself doesn’t roll off the tongue.
Perhaps because it’s hard for me to see clearly
the good lying among
The ways that I see I can improve and grow better.
But thanks to this prompt, and the writing of this letter,

I’ll take the chance to practice more gratitude for me…

With the caveat that this person that you see,
The one that I describe in the lines penned below
Did nothing on his own, instead he was in tow,
To countless great people who showed him the way,
And most of all to his Maker who makes possible each day-
Who gives the gift of life, the ability to move boulders.
So, each thanks to myself comes with this disclaimer: I stand upon so many shoulders.

That means that each thank-you below is both mine and it’s theirs
After all, that’s the beauty of life, the way that it shares.

Dear Paul,

You have had plenty of opportunities to harden your heart. It would have been easy to wall up your heart when your brother came out to you, ending the conversation there. You could’ve shut the door on him, written him off as a “sinner,” but you didn’t. You could’ve shut the door on your parents for putting him into conversations that were conversion therapy adjacent, for making you sit in a church where you no longer felt safe, let alone comfortable. Instead, you saw them as people, trying their best to do what was right. You could’ve treated people who belonged to that faith you left behind as less than you, but you didn’t. You might have done a fair bit of smack talking in the abstract and behind their backs, but hey, you’re only human. Thank you for keeping doors open and maintaining connections rather than building walls.

You could have easily become a career focused man, worried about his role in the world. The dragons you would slay, the conquests you’d engage. Indeed, you did find a way to make a difference in the world, through touching the hearts and minds of thousands of students, but far more importantly, you kept your family and marriage at the center. You are a husband who seeks to be a better listener, a stronger safety and support, and one not too accustomed to see, cherish, and celebrate the gift of your wife’s company and presence. You are also the dad who knows what size of diapers and clothes to buy. The dad who could be with the girls for a weekend without a personal crisis. The pops who knows how pick-ups and drop-offs work. The father who guides and disciplines but also who cuddles and cares. Kissing boo boos while encouraging strength, grit, and get back upness. Thank you for making your family a priority and stepping into the role of husband and father with gusto and in a way that both honors and pushes back against traditional thoughts of what makes a man.

And that is perhaps the most important and last thing I’d like to thank you for. Thank you for living in the sometimes-scary uncertainty of what you call “the intersection.” Rather than picking a side, to be just one thing on any number of possible binaries (e.g. working man v. family man or Christian v. Ally of the LGBTQ+), you proudly advocate for a middle way of moderation. You are both a teacher and a student. You are both wholly unique and the same as everyone else. You are both a man of faith and a man of reason. You are wise enough to admit yourself to be a fool. You are wonderful just as you are, and you have room for improvement. You understand, appreciate, and celebrate the beauty of these and countless other paradoxes. You see that appreciating paradox is indeed the most beautiful and profound piece of life’s ultimate quest-finding peace. Thank you for living within paradox peacefully, for sharing its beauty with others, and for being comfortable in the discomfort of its meaningful evasion of meaning.

I want to thank you from the bottom of this heart of ours. You have consistently found a way to keep it open to love and life, and that is no small thing. And now, in parting, I offer you a prayer for persistence in these and the yet to be seen endeavors.

May your heart stay ever open, no matter what’s brought to your door.
May you always strive to be and do more.
May you more often pause to give yourself praise, and
May God greatly bless you the rest of your days.

Sincerely,
Paul