This is my first Father’s Day as a dad.
It is a remarkable feeling. Earlier this year I wrote about the overwhelming feeling of love for my sons at their birth. If you are a parent you know the feeling. True love is a beautiful thing, it grows and becomes stronger each day.
It reminds me of God’s unconditional love for us. No matter how far we walk away from Him, He is always there to welcome us home. He loves us that much.
God never gives up on you.
I had the privilege of having a good father growing up. My dad, a chaplain and men’s minister, was a good example both in public and behind the scenes at home. I now have the responsibility of continuing that legacy with my sons. Reflecting on my upbringing has caused me to stop and think about my role going forward.
It is a changing of the guard. I am now a father and it is my turn.
The father is a missing role in America. Feminization and role reversal has taken place in response to what has either been an absent or abusive position, men who either abuse the power of their position or walk away from it all together.
It not only causes wounds, it impacts our view of God because He is our Father.
Now, no earthly father is perfect and we have all been let down at some point. Some of us have been wounded.
As a kid we have a tendency to look up to our parents and see them as invincible. They were “god” to us before we could understand the concept of God. They fed us, stood like giants and all we knew is that we wanted to be just like them.
Then we grew up.
We became adolescents and thought we knew everything. Then into adulthood we could see their flaws and imperfections. Our naivety went away and our awareness of reality increased. But we end up going through battles in life and wonder how our parents did it. Then we respect them in a whole new light and for many we connect with them as a peer, a friend.
You end up going to your parents and ask, “How did you do this?” or “What should I do when….?”.
When I look at Elijah and Luke I ask God that He would call them to Himself and save them. That He would use them for great things. That they would be men who walk justly and love mercy.
For now my job is to love their mom like Christ loves the Church. To admit when I am wrong, to show what it means to repent. To ask for forgiveness and be a bigger man. To not shrink back in fear but to charge forward in what God has called me to. To hold them firmly, speak the truth in love and follow through on what I say. To lead my family with love.
Fathers, that is our calling.
To restore what has been lost. To show the world a picture of the Father in Heaven that will lead people to Christ rather than push them away. We are not perfect but we serve a God who is and through His strength we can leave a legacy that points to Jesus.
Consider your blessing and calling as a father and view this position as the highest honor you will ever receive. It is how we show the world God’s love.
I live in Texas and country music comes with the territory. There is a song from George Strait called A Love Without End, Amen that I believe sums it up pretty well (the last verse in particular) and wanted to leave you with this song.
I hope the lyrics encourage you and for you fathers out there, Happy Father’s Day.