My Dad and Son working together in the orchard. |
In 2012 Pastor Pete asked me to speak for
the Sunday sermon on Father's Day. I'd had a couple students wounded by their
fathers that year. One teenage girl had seen her family split up as a result
of something her mother had done. After which her father moved to Texas. She told me
that when she called her father he told her to never call him again. It was breaking
her heart.
A fourth grade boy burst out crying in class, sobbing his heart out. I took him aside and asked if something had happened at recess; he said no, that wasn't it, "It's just I miss my dad. I haven't seen him in a long time. I don’t ever get to see him anymore." I talked to Mom and learned that Dad had left them a few months before, moved to Oregon, and he hadn't seen his son since. Those were two of many stories I'd heard over the years, at least one a year. Children get broken hearts. Many have father wounds.
“Or which one of you, if his son asks him for bread, will give him a stone? Or if he asks for a fish, will give him a serpent? If you… know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more will your Father who is in haven give good things to those who ask him!”*
I taught from the passage about how human fathers, being good fathers, give bread, not a stone, to their children, how Father God gives good gifts to his children. I talked about how one man, a man I had recently dated, had told me I was too hard on my son, a then senior in high school, and that I expected him to be perfect. He said I needed to let my son grow up and find his own way, and that I needed to believe in my son. His words shocked me.
Sons, SIL, and Grandsons |
People's Stories
We don't know other people's stories. One Father's Day I said to the smiley grocery clerk, one of my favorites because of his friendliness, "If this applies, Happy Father's Day." He looked at me, paused, seemed lost in thought, like when you bring back a memory. He said quietly. "I haven’t thought about that in a long time. Yes, I was a father once. She passed away 21 years ago." I felt like a fool and mumbled, "I'm sorry." He gave a sideways grin like 'things happen.' I walked out of the store feeling different, sad, sorry I'd said anything but changed by that brief exchange.
Father Wounds
If you don't have a father or you had a dad who wasn't available or wasn’t what he should have been, today may have some weirdness or pain attached to it. I wish it had been different for you. I don't know if this helps but I can truthfully say, your Heavenly Father loves you. He cares for you. He does. You are loved by a father who understands you.
My daughter and son-in-law with their 4 biological and 4 foster children |
It is like "Father
Knows Best" when my son-in-law comes home. All the kids run to him,
jabbering a mile a minute. The two youngest foster children always say,
"Hi Daddy," and he always responds by saying their names, "Hi 'Ariel' Hi 'Jenny'" even when they repeatedly say it.
He is a hands-on daddy who, along with my daughter, parents intentionally. It’s a
blessing to watch them do this thing.
Thank you to all fathers on this Fathers Day. You are more important than you will ever know. Your love and care means everything to your kids, and it will be remembered, if not now, in the future. God bless you.
For those fathers who have a hard time being a father: It is never too late to work at being a good father. It will always matter. You matter. Look for ways to speak life to your kids. Acknowledge where you messed up, where you failed them. Apologize. Say you're sorry, but only if you mean it. Repent. Give it some time. Let God do His perfect work in you and your children. God bless you.
For adult sons and daughters with father wounds: Your wound can heal, can cease giving you pain, until it is more like a scar and no longer something that angers you. It is an important area in you to pay attention to. Emotional wounding is that way. You can't change your father but you can change you. Father God will help you if you ask Him to. I promise you, He will. I wish you well in this. God bless you.
*Matthew 7:9-11 NIV
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