Yesterday was Father’s Day… I couldn’t help but think about the responsibility of bringing up children today. When I was growing up, my parents didn’t have to worry about drugs being prevalent or guns being brought on school campuses with the intentions of being used at random. They didn’t have to worry about home invasions and little girls being sold into slavery to be used for sex. It was a different time then. For the most part moms were at home raising their children, although I must admit, my mom worked most of my growing-up years. Dads were not absent from the home; and lots of people, even though they may not have attended church regularly, seemed to raise their children with a sense of right and wrong, and respect for others.
Life today is different; there is no doubt. We have more single-family homes than ever before; as a result of the high divorce rate, we have more blended families than ever before. In fact, as I look around my circle of influence and my church family, I think blended is the norm. We have another type of family, one which was never considered in my younger years; the alternative family, the ones where both parents are of the same gender. Yep, today’s families are very much different. In Ecclesiastes Solomon writes there is nothing new under the sun; If Solomon lived today would he still write those words.
Looking back over time and history one sees family and lifestyles ever evolving. I can’t help but wonder, “Where do we go from here?” I’m surprised there has not been a movement to change the words of Mom and Dad to something more non-gender specific. What is the answer? I sure don’t know, but I know the one who does-God. Yet, there are some who would disagree with me on that one. There are those who want to change God into something else. They simply won’t let God be God! Since the beginning of time, we have pushed the limits, we have rebelled, tried to change what was intended to be (and successfully I might add), challenged authority, fought for control. What we couldn’t change, or control, we’ve tried to distinguish. I guess Solomon was right; there is nothing new under the sun, after all.
As for God, I am proud to call him Father. I am proud to surrender/relinquish/give up control of my life, my leadership to Him. I’m pleased to have God as my role model. I am glad to have God as the one I go to when I am in trouble or just can’t do it anymore. I am tired of rebelling and pushing for things to be MY WAY; I am tired of fighting for control and, most importantly, I am tired of challenging the belief that God knows what is best and has only my best in mind. God wants to be my father in every sense of the meaning. He loves me and wants only my best. I am ready to be His daughter in all ways. Thank you, God, for being who you are and choosing to be my Dad. Happy Father’s Day, Daddy. I love you!
Until next time – Be Encouraged,