Drinking from the age of fourteen to forty I had a late start in life. I am fifty-one years of age, which makes me to be around twenty- six in conscious years, for alcoholism stunted my growth. I have always wanted children of my own, but I did not want to bring kids into this ungodly world while under the influence of alcohol, and not the Lord. I am going to be brutally honest with you. As Father’s Day approaches I silently mourn, for my thoughts of being a childless man can be overwhelming during the season of fatherly praise. I know that I am blessed to have a beautiful wife, two wonderful step sons, and two loving, heart melting grandkids. But there are times when the pain becomes unbearable, for I am the head of another mans family, and not my own. There was a time when I felt like I was on the outside looking in, but the Lord has since revealed to me that I am on the inside looking out, for being a step father does not mean that one has stepped out, but one who has stepped in! I may not be the biological father of these wonderful kids, but the Lord has blessed me with a title, FOR I AM POPPA!