Father's Day

This coming Sunday is Father’s Day.  I am so grateful to God for the father He gave to me.  My dad taught me how to ride a bike, throw and hit a ball, drive a stick, tie on a hook.  Those are things I will always remember.

            But more importantly than all of those things, my dad taught me how to keep my wedding vows, and to follow Christ.  Dad was so faithful to my mom, especially in the final year of her life.  He lovingly cared for her, showing great patience and mercy.  I am so grateful for all of the lessons he taught me, and I have missed him every day since he passed in August of 2021. 

            I became a father myself back in 1987.  My family was “assembled” in a different fashion than most.  Both of my sons were adopted, and both were toddlers when they entered our home. I have often told the story of how smart my oldest was compared to most.  He called me “Daddy” on the day we brought him home. Of course, he was two and half years old, but that’s okay. I have to admit that left me a bit misty eyed. 

            Being a dad has been both a joy and a challenge.  I have rejoiced with both of my sons in their accomplishments, and have had to reprimand each of them for things they have said and done.  But I am both proud and grateful to be their dad.

            Paul, in the book of Romans, says that God has adopted us into His family.  Of course, I am speaking of those who have trusted in Him for salvation.  To realize that we have been brought into His family, and that we can now call Him Father is simply an amazing thing.

            Do you know the Lord in this manner? Are you able to call out to Him as Father? I pray that you will see that He is a good Father who loves you and wants the very best for you.