Ryan O’Hara is a fairly ordinary dad. He’s middle aged, red-bearded and bespeckled, smiling warmly and earnestly as he stands on the deck in his backyard. He works in college ministry, and he and his wife have four boys, all adopted through foster care.
Last weekend most of us called our moms, sent them cards, bought them flowers, took them out to dinner, made them breakfast, or were the recipient of those gifts.