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Discovering Something About Dad

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I recently heard a 2 and ½ minute conversation on NPR’s StoryCorps between Walter, a  73 year old father and his 36 year old son, Christopher.

Walter, an author with almost 100 books to his name, grew up in Harlem, the son of a janitor.  He recalls how at 14 he had already developed a love for writing, and because he had a job, was able to save up enough money for a typewriter. His mother, however, had a drinking problem and spent the money.

When his father found out what had happened, he took some of his own hard earned money and bought Walter a Royal typewriter.

What Walter says was so hard though is that even though his dad bought him that typewriter, he was deeply hurt by the fact that, over the years,  his dad never said anything about his writing.

Walter said that even when he began including in his books some of the stories he had heard his dad tell, his father would never comment on them.

At that point, Christopher asked his dad whether he ever asked his father about it.

Walter said, no, he had never done that, and that even when his father was dying, he brought him a book that he had just written. He said his dad just picked up the book, looked at it, and laid it down without saying a word.

Later, however, Walter told Christopher that after his dad had died, he went to his father’s house and went through his papers. As he did he noticed something that surprised him. He saw XXXX wherever his signature should have been.

It was only then that he discovered that his father could not read or write. Walter went on to say, “The man couldn’t read. I mean, that was why he never said anything about my writing. It just tore me up, I mean, I could have read him a story at the hospital.”

Few things in life may be more important than the ability to humanize our own fathers. Yet, all too often, because of our own unmet longings for a approval, it can be difficult to do so.

Today might be a good time to remember how important it is to us– and to the honor of our fathers– to realize that, whether we have seen it or not, they are far more like us (needy, broken, and with unmet longings) than we are inclined to realize.

Sometimes we may need to be able to bring our fathers down to size before we can see past them to the Father who made us for himself (John 14:8-9).

Let’s not miss the implications of what Jesus said to Mary when, after his death and resurrection, he said, “Go find my brothers and tell them that I am ascending to my Father and your Father, my God and your God” (John 20:17).


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  1. florida7sun says:

    Open our eyes Lord.

    “Righteous Father, though the world does not know you, I know you, and they know that you have sent me. I have made you known to them, and will continue to make you known in order that the love you have for me may be in them and that I myself may be in them.” – John 17:25-26

  2. oneg2dblu says:

    florida7son… We have an Almighty Father who must mask himself, for we could not live in His Magnificent Light, but He gave us His Son who was a part of Himself, so that we could see His Love revealed in flesh, to talk to, to relate to as a human, and the best part is that we can Love Him like a Father!
    Happy Father’s Day to all you who have been blessed to share another form of yourself with the world. You bless us, and God, with your offspring, so that we can love them as well. Open our eyes Lord!

  3. alegria says:

    I love the illustration Mart. My birth father died when I was a baby. My step-dad worked hard, was at every activity I ever did growing up, but was extremely abusive in many ways.

    Once I met my Heavenly Father, I no longer had to depend on my earthly father to “parent” me. I dropped my expectations of him, and was able to appreciate his positive qualities.

    Happy Father’s Day to all you dads out there! Thanks for the wisdom, protection, and service you give to your families. You have my highest respect. pam

  4. poohpity says:

    Mart you said, “Sometimes we may need to be able to bring our fathers down to size before we can see past them to the Father who made us for himself (John 14:8-9).” I know for myself I had my dad so high on a pedestal that most of the time I believed he could do no wrong. I am so thankful that God showed me that was His place not my dad’s.

    I lived to have my dad be proud of me. I brought that into my relationship with the Lord and much to my delight I never had to earn that from Him. There is absolutely nothing I can do to earn God’s love it was given freely to me with no hitches attached. It would be nice if I still did not have times of trying to earn it but I have not got there yet.

  5. saled says:

    Just have to say that as a remedial reading teacher, I love this author. One of his poems is called Love that Boy. My favorite line is “Love that boy like a rabbit loves to run. . . love to call him in the morning, say ‘hey there son.”

    It was only after I was married that I could see that my Dad was not perfect. I think young children have a need to believe that their Dad knows and can do everything. Now as an adult, like alegria, I can let my Dad be human. I know my Creator-Redeemer loves me like a rabbit loves to run.

  6. Toml5169 says:

    Today as I reflect back on my dad who was very distant during my childhood I will never forget the conversation that opened my eyes to a different side of him. My dad had chosen to quit dialysis and thus would die within a few days. I had, after several attempts to lead him to Christ, written him a letter about 4 years before this time telling him how much I loved him and explained in detail about my Heavenly Father who loved him even more than myself. In that letter I promised I would never bring this subject up again but was always ready to listen and discuss God if he wanted to talk to me. Well with his death imminent I asked if he remembered that letter and what I had expressed in it. To my utter amazement he opened the drawer by his bed, pulled it out, and said he reads it almost every day. We discussed openly the God of all creation and Hid plan of salvation. If my dad is in heaven today I cannot be certain and that story would take too long to write here; however I did learn that my dad respected my faith an me far more than I ever knew. If you have a unbelieving dad don’t give up hope. Share your love of him and the love of the Father with him every chance you get; he may be listening far more than you can imagine. God bless all the dads out there today who are leading their sons and daughters to their Father of light.

  7. InHisHands says:

    Happy Father’s Day to all you BTA Dad’s out there. Praying you a joyfilled, peaceful day with the FATHER and family.

  8. alegria says:

    Loved your story Tom. When I was going through counseling for some of the abuse I had experienced with my Dad, I was led to confront him about the abuse. Then I had the chance to tell him how much I loved him and how much I wanted to be in heaven with him. That wouldn’t happen unless Dad acknowledged his sin and accepted that he couldn’t work his way into heaven and received God’s gift of salvation through Christ.

    I was extremely blessed that Dad apologized for the hurt he had caused in my life. He didn’t accept Christ then. But 10 yrs later when he was dying, his pastor told me that Dad had spoken with him and Dad was secure in his salvation.

    What a gift to know that I will be able to experience being in the presence of our Lord with Dad. It takes the sting out of not having Dad around at Father’s Day.

  9. davids says:

    Our pastor told the children to say “Thanks” to their dads today. I called my father and instead of saying “Happy Father’s Day”, I said “Thank you.”

    Although we were not a church-going family, my father was a model of self-discipline, self-control, fairness and hard work. It was not until I was a teen that I heard him swear, and that was only once on a fishing trip with other men.

    For a long time, it was a standard that seemed to high, and I tried mainly to avoid his faults, mainly his distance from our daily lives. Now, I try to combine his strengths with my faith as I raise my children, failing regularly.

    Thanks to you all for your prayers to those of us that are still trying to be the best dads we can be.

  10. oneg2dblu says:

    I discovered someting about my Dad also… about thirty years ago. I was working for NY Telephone, and a co-worker and very good friend told me his Dad story. He said, he never heard his Dad say, I love you, and never remembers getting a hug from him. When his Dad passed away, he felt an emptiness in his soul, for never having hugged his Daddy. He told me he didn’t want to see me go through this pain that he had shouldered, and said, Please do yourself a favor, and with trears rolling down his cheeks, he continued, make sure you hug your Dad before you lose him. It touched me deeply to see his suffering. With that I got in my Car and drove to Cape Cod, only six hours away. I told my Dad his story, and that mine would be just the same, if I didn’t come here today.
    I was foriegn territory, like a place never visited, and I remeber I had to chase my Dad around the kitchen table to get my task accomplished. We both cryed and we embraced. After that moment, my Dad and I hugged ever time we came together, but his other three sons, never knew that moment of embrace. Distant Dads, weigh heavily on their sons who need to be told they are loved, and they need to be hugged as well. I got mine, and it changed our relationship forever. If you are held to the same separated standard, break the mold, and take the chance while you can, Hug your Dad! Gary

  11. Marjorie says:

    Gary, what a great Dad story!

    I thought that I posted this but don’t see it so will try again.

    The natural inclination of children is to hold their fathers up to expectations that only God can satify. Not even the best of fathers are up to that job, although some do much better in the effort than others. The disappointment and heartache that result are oftentimes used by God to cause us to seek Him so our pain is really a blessing in disguise. We come to know the purpose of our suffering later. Many of the most compassionate people have been through horrendous childhoods and can only learn to forgive their earthly fathers when they have come to God and are learning to let Him heal their wounds and fill those deep needs. Seeing their own sin and knowing God’s forgiveness makes it possible to grant that same forgiveness to their fathers. Then father’s day can take on its intended special meaning.

    I am one of those wounded ones. It was a relief when my father died. My mother blossomed when she no longer had to endure his abuse. Over the past 15 years, I have learned to appreciate the positive ways that my father impacted my life. Until then, profound depression was the norm. He was so broken himself that now I feel more sadness than anything else when he comes to mind. I hope that, unknown to anyone else, God revealed His grace to my father and moved in his heart to accept Christ in his dying hours and that we will both be made perfect and see each other again in heaven. The reason that I have that hope is that he searched the scriptures for hour upon hour and longed to know God, but he simply could not give up on himself and rest in Christ. God knows our hearts so I must trust in Him and His purpose concerning my father. Maybe some of you can identiry with that hope.

  12. Marjorie says:

    identify

  13. Jason says:

    Hi everyone, happy father’s day. My dad is confusing. My parents got divorced when I was six years old. From that time until I was about 20 my brother and I would visit him on weekends or for two weeks in the summer. He was the typical “disney dad” and showed his affection through material things. He was also fun and took us fishing, swimming, etc. He never liked to live in one place for too long so we got to travel to Vancouver, New Guinea and Australia to see him. Then comes the confusing part. For the last 15 years I haven’t seen him. Last I heard from an uncle he was in Indonesia. There was no explanation for the sudden loss of contact. He sent an email in 2002 saying he couldn’t attend my wedding as having two dads there would be awkward. I have a wonderful step-dad and I changed my last name to the same as his. Maybe this ticked my dad off, I don’t know. My best theory is that my step-mom (dad’s wife) convinced him to break off contact. I know he’s still alive because my brother found an article about him speaking at a mining convention in Singapore. I still love my dad. When we were young he said he was an atheist. I guess it’s all part of God’s plan. I hope he finds Jesus before he dies so I can see him in heaven. Thanks for letting me vent.

    It’s been raining like crazy in Sask the past few days, some areas are flooding. 14 degrees C right now.

    P.S. I enjoy reading all the comments even when I don’t post anything.

  14. foreverblessed says:

    Marjorie, you posted your comment on the former topic, it is there to read.
    To tell something about my dad, he was fond of me, I knew that all my life, as a young child. He would play games with us, seek and hide, and other games, where he would have to catch us when we would run from the dining room to the kitchen, the one he catched were his “prisoners”. The one who was the last to be free was the winner of the game.
    But I did not mind to be catched, his big arms around you.
    Allthough the thrill of just passing him was also great! The last several years of his life he would call me on my birthday, and then he would tell about the night I was born, and then he said: you were very welcome!
    It was a big ordeal, because when my mother was pregnant with me, they had no job, no house, and 2 little kids, living with my grandparents. This was all solved, a big house, and a job, a few months before I was born. God always was with our family, even when they became part of a legalistic church, God was there. I learned from Henri Nouwen that people can move from being the prodical son to the firstborn son, and vice versa, Luke 15:1. Keep praying for the prodical dad and the firstborn dad, that in the end they all will be free in Christ!

  15. foreverblessed says:

    Alegria, what a testimoy: you tell your stepdad about his abuse, and in the same line you tell him how much you love him. Wow..
    Praise God who makes us able to be that loving: love your enemies do good to those who hate you, Luke 6:27
    I myself have needed many many years to do that for my enemies.

  16. SFDBWV says:

    I know it is the day after “Father’s Day” and Mart is apt to change the topic just as soon as I post this comment, but I wanted to say something concerning the subject.

    My own father has been dead for 28 years, whereas he was a good father to me, Father’s Day has for 32 years been about me being a good father myself.

    Once I was faced with being a dad, I had to face all of my bad habits and throw them away, so as not to influence my son poorly, I poured all of my energies into being the kind of father I wanted my son to have. I made sure he was raised up in the Word and knowledge of God, I made sure he attended church with me, I gave him love and direction for his life, and I filled his youth with good memories of he and I doing things together.

    Then as a result of his auto wreck all of those memories are gone, but what has remained is the love I ingrained into him and his knowledge and understanding of God.

    Don’t be sad for me, be happy as every day I still hear him call me dad.

    Words mean nothing, only love counts and though the author, mentioned in Marts comments, father could not read a single word…he had and gave love.

    Steve

  17. poohpity says:

    I think the wisest thing any of our dads could teach us is not to depend on them but on the Lord. Also to teach the child to be responsible for themselves and not to do for them what they can learn to do for themselves.

    If we do not expect our dad’s to be perfect we will never be let down. A humble dad will let a child know that he makes mistakes, admit when he is wrong and then ask for forgiveness. Wow what an example that would be.

  18. Mart De Haan says:

    Thanks for so many meaningful comments and stories. I may try to post something else tomorrow morning, but not until then. Probably always should give a heads up so as to not turn the lights out before everyone is out of the room/house :-)…

  19. SFDBWV says:

    We can all give testimonials about our fathers and either brag about their good influences or blame them for our failures.

    Whereas it is true that a parent can aid in shaping the personality of a person, ultimately it is we the child who is responsible for who we are and what we make of our lives

    How easy it is to blame Adam for sin in the world, or Eve depending on who you feel is at fault, but I am certain none of the rest of us would have done any better than that of our first earthly parents.

    We, all of us, are only able to be responsible for our own actions, none of us can change the actions of another and so blaming them for not being what we feel is a better example is by definition a judgment of that individual.

    If we feel there is a better way than those before us, then the thing to do is be that better way, and so we can then feel correct in our own actions.

    Our friend pooh has rightly said that she feels that a humble father would be someone who can admit they make mistakes, are wrong, and ask forgiveness of their child.

    If I may use pooh as an example of what I am saying, then pooh should lead by example and become the kind of parent she would have her idea of a humble father be.

    Please, I am not picking on pooh, only using her ideal as an example.

    Whatever was missing from your own father, give that then to your own children, and break a cycle of physical or mental abuse.

    If it is too late, then tell your children you are sorry and ask their forgiveness. If your father is still estranged from you then call him and tell him you are going to love him anyway and pray for him.

    All of what I have said comes down to this. We can only be in control of our own actions, not the actions of another. Free yourselves of false guilt and needless struggle by letting go of things in life you have no control over. Let love guide your actions not regret or guilt.

    Let Jesus of Nazareth be your good example of what love should be.

    It has been very wet in the mountains this week.

    Steve

  20. poohpity says:

    My son’s told me that I was a good example for them because I did admit when I was wrong and did ask for their forgiveness and it was done with the help of God and His guidance and direction. I have allowed them to make their own decisions and when they made a mistake they had to figure it out I did not rescue them or they would not learn. My son, this weekend, told me thank you for filling the role of both parents. I am praising God because I depended on Him the whole way through. I try never to make excuses for their behavior and encourage them to do new things hopefully they will grow and learn from their mistakes as long as they don’t blame others.

    I have learned not to blame anyone for anything I do. I take responsibility for my actions and am very thankful for my parents, God rest their souls. My dad did the best he knew how to do and before his death we talked about the things he felt he failed at. I asked him if he did better than what was done to him and he said, “yes” I then encouraged him to let the rest go and told him how much I loved and respected him.

    Thank you Steve for considering me as a good example for a parent.

  21. poohpity says:

    But it is a result of how wonderful our heavenly Father has been to us.

  22. foreverblessed says:

    Would it not be easier for those who we are to lead if they knew about our weaker spots? What a load would have been lifted of the shoulder of the son Mart mentioned if the father simply would have told him he could not read.
    What a pity we are so shameful.
    It is one of those reasons that you can see: It is better if we die to our old self. T
    Our old self is ashamed, it must die, so it is gone. The new person we are in Christ does not have to be ashamed, everything that is weak is exposed, comforted and/or forgiven, and made new in His light.

  23. Toml5169 says:

    Marjorie
    Since this topic is still active I will say I can identity. About 36 hours after finding out my dad had kept my letter and we had a fresh discussion about God I had an experience I have shared with only a few people to this day. I awoke slightly before 4 AM and was convicted to get up and pray. As I started praying I found myself almost transported to another place. My Dad, Jesus, Satan and myself were there and I was contending with my dad against every argument he had ever given for not accepting Christ. I was quoting scripture I had never put to memory in many cases. I would pray things like “dad don’t listen to that lie the truth is …..”. Nothing like this has happened to me before or sense but that was a war for my fathers soul. He passed away between 4:15 and 5:00 that morning. I found out racing over to my parents house to share my experience with my dad. Did he accept truth in that final moment of life; I do not know. I do however hqve a peace in the hope that he heard my prayer, accepted Christ and chose life. As with you we shall only know when ee get there. May God bless you in your hope.
    Love in Him
    Tom

  24. Marjorie says:

    Thank you, Tom, for encouraging that hope.

  25. dodi says:

    Hey…..Friends…….
    Of all the topics upon earth to speak about…….. speaking about my earthly Father is the most painful.
    I will not go into the hollywood drama about unkind dads and drama scenes/ however there are a few.
    My mother died when I was 4, there were 7 children,
    5 girls and 2 boys…..I went to foster care and 2 were legally adopted and 4 went to orpanages in Ill.
    My dad eventually remarried, I never knew him…. never…… He was a Riverboat Captain (gone mostly) truly, truly he was the sternest of the stern. In all of my 17 years of elementary & High SChool……….(not once) did he ever attend any type function for the school. One year I was queen for the Homecoming Basketball Royalty court / & no show dad was not there. I was part of the Royalty court and they always call the parents to come and stand behind the students @ the halftime of the game.
    Through all my 17 years of school not once did he ever make an appearacne. Even at my highschool graduation….the statium seat sat empty. Not once do I ever remember hearing him say “I love You” Not once did I ever receive the validation that I waS VALUED. I questioned many times why God allowd me to be born…..butGrace such as it is…..kept pulling, pulling and pulling and it was then I read in the book of Genesis and through all of Joseph’s LIFE’S injustice’s……….with great love and compassion he and fell down upon his brother’s necks and wept and said this………….” As for you, you meant it for my harm…… but as for God he meant it for my good. Where sin abounds, how much greater does grace abound. It is so true that God’s love cover’s a multitude of sins. The good ending here is just a few months before my dad entered eternity, he was gloriously save, and God has removed all bitterness, tears, hurts….from my soul. I anticipate with my heart burning to see him again and embrace him and to love him….& make up for time lost upon earth. God has macracuously blessed me with a truly Godly man who is not yet perfect but does reflects His Heavenly Father’s Image. I soooooo believe God is such a God he can take the worst of anything, anytime, anyplace and transform it into a thing of honor for himself. He can always cause the WRATH OF MAN TO BRING PRAISES TO HIMSELF, AND will always give beauty for ashes. Thank you for your time and his grace and mercy is so much greater than our sins. ________L/dodi

  26. poohpity says:

    foreverblessed, that sure would have changed the whole story if the dad would have admitted his shortcomings. It helped me to respect my dad more when he did. It would also help us in any relationship to admit the exact nature of our wrongs and I think that is what the Lord would have us do. In James 5:18 Therefore confess your sins to each other and pray for each other so that you may be healed. The prayer of a righteous person is powerful and effective. It exposes our humanity so that we can walk in humility.

  27. poohpity says:

    Wow, dodi, the transforming work of our Heavenly Father, it is truly amazing isn’t it.

  28. oneg2dblu says:

    Steve… I have to blame others sometimes, but when I blame, it is mostly justifiable, if I stay within the Mantle of God’s Protection.
    So,I blame both Adam and Eve, and both of them blamed others as well, but they were outside God’s will when they did so, and their excuse is as faulty as their disobedient nature.
    So, not taking responsibility for our own faults, is part of our nature, our DNA, from the very beginning.
    To say we never blame others for our own faults, is living above our own nature, and only God could implant such high standards in this fallen nature we all possess.
    So, I blame God, every time I make that right choice to be in His Will. I blame Him for His Eternal Blessings upon those who will believe, and I blame that belief on Him as well! I can not, just like Adam or Eve, take personal resposiblity, for my Faith, my Salvation, my Eternity, that is God’s Provision alone! Gary

  29. poohpity says:

    If one is looking down on people then we are not looking up to Jesus.

  30. dodi says:

    Gary……..
    not trying to be controversial, BUT….. a four year old child doesn’t have the ability to know to blame, a four year old child doesn’t even understand death……..no one told them their mother had died / no one embraced them, no one explained WHAT? WHERE? WHY? is this happening. However in my ignorance of God and his word……….I did blame……….I blamed myself ….it was my fault my mother died,/ it was my fault my father behaved toward me the way he did.(the subtulness)of Satan. Everything happening I turned inward.
    But again the Apostle Paul in the glorious book of Galations sets us free from the law of blame, law of condemnation and guides us to the grace of believing, belonging and becoming. ___________dodi

  31. oneg2dblu says:

    dodi… thanks for you input, and you are right four years olds have not the ablity to conceptualize the same as adults. But adults do take childhood concepts, and memories as well, into their older years. Some for life, can’t let go of past wounds. For us who are willing, to let the work of God in our lives, the learning of this forgiveness of self, and other’s is acheivable. Praise God!
    For me, forgiveness was not something I could acheive myself. There is one thing that even four year olds have in common with adults, a compelling interest in self.
    Me, myself, and I. I want what I want, and others had better not take that away. That is a big part of our sin nature. A form orf Greed! So, we say things like, Don’t tell me I should not be depressed! Don’t tell me I can let go of the past! It’s mine, and I’m not going to let it go! Acting like a four year old can last a life time.
    But, we have a Saviour for such things, and in His Word we find, there is Forgiveness, and it heals us! Gary

  32. xrgarza says:

    Mart,

    Thank you once again this just brought tears to my eyes. You know my father was the eldest of twelve, never went to school a day in his life could barely write his own name. My mother on the other hand was eighteen when she finally dropped out of the sixth grade. She would read mechanic books to him and he was able to fix a car.

    You have heard me say that my father who was my best friend died when I was thirteen y/o; after my father died I got involved with gangs and drugs, and overdosed on a drug called PCP when I was seventeen y/o.

    Today I can honestly tell you that the worst thing that has ever happened to me, was having my father die when I was thirteen y/o, by the same token I can say that the best thing that has ever happened to me is having my father die when I was thirteen y/o.

    I know so many men my age as well as older and younger that do not honor their fathers, who’s to say that I would not have been one of them.

    Today I still see my father not as an illiterate man, but as my hero I still want to honor him, I really believe that having my father die at such a young age has made a better man out of me.

    Not to mention, it has allowed me to have a better relationship with my heavenly father, and for that I am forever grateful!

    PRAISE GOD!

    Dad I love you, Lord I love you more!

    Rocky

  33. xrgarza says:

    I just read most of the postings, what a blessing thank you all for sharing about your dad’s, so often I feel like a lone ranger perhaps because no one talks about this stuff on a regular basis, know that I have been blessed today, Alegria, Tom, Steve, Pooh, thank you all.

    Love
    Rocky

  34. poohpity says:

    If we say we trust God we then know that He will turn any suffering into praises. He makes ALL things beautiful in HIS time. Our parents were not perfect and we are not perfect which if we keep in mind the brokenness we all deal with daily then we humbly can stand before the throne of Our Father who shows us perfect unblemished love which is beyond human understanding and expression.

  35. Mart De Haan says:

    Your stories have been far too important to cut short. I’ll try to sense when it’s time to move on…

  36. bubbles says:

    My father raised me by himself after my mother died when I was 8 years old. He was young and could have farmed me out to relatives to raise and he could have lived his life much easier without the burden of me. He worked 48+ hour weeks and straight through lunch without a break for several years. He would take TV dinners and other frozen food and bake them in an oven at work. He did my laundry and sewed my clothes. When I got in trouble, he would sit me on the couch and pull his Bible off the mantle and read verses to me to straighten me out. He read Psalms to me in the morning before he went to work. He’s the one who taught me to love them. He helped me do homework EVERY night and made sure it was all done when I did not want to do it. Today, most of my students do not have anyone help them do their work. What they do is on their own. My dad was tired and could have done other things, but he took time for his little girl who could be rotten and uncooperative at times. No one is perfect, but I will forever be grateful for what he did. It was not easy. But he tried and did the very best he could. I am so thankful to God for the daddy that he gave me. Any man can be a father, but it takes a special man to be a daddy.

  37. Regina says:

    Good Evening All

    Hope all is well with you.
    Great Father’s Day blog, Mart. Walter’s father didn’t realize how many blessings he forfeited because of his pride. Makes me wonder how often I do that. The grandfather’s attitude also brings to mind a part of the song, What A Friend We Have in Jesus…

    Oh what peace we often forfeit,
    Oh what needless pain we bear,
    All because we do not carry
    Everything to God in prayer!

    It’s so sad that help was so close and so readily available, yet he chose to *suffer* in silence. Thankfully, Walter didn’t allow his relationship with his dad to have a negative affect on his relationship with his son, Christopher.

    Raining with hail, thunder and lightning in my
    neighborhood. I love rain! :-)

  38. Regina says:

    My dad didn’t tell me that he loved me when I was a little girl (or when I was a teenager) when it would have truly helped my self esteem and my ability to believe in myself. He tells me all the time now that I’m grown. Why did he withhold saying it to me when it would have mattered, and is now willing to say it when it really doesn’t matter? I had to go through pain, emotional turmoil, bad decisions, rude awakenings, etc. alone, and after the Lord healed me and taught me how to depend on him, and after I was completely grown, he decided to share that with me. I’m not bitter (I used to be), not anymore. The Lord told me that his father didn’t tell him he loved him either.

  39. royalpalm says:

    Reading the great and touching posts above, I marvel at the mercy and grace of God, in how He uses human weakness, sin and failure in fathers, as well as their goodness in raising their children…the circumstances that He allowed to happen in children’s lives so He can reveal Himself to them as their heavenly Father.Children have no choice of who their parents are… God, in His wisdom that is beyond our limited understanding, decides who is the “best” parent for each one of us, and as parents, who are the “best” children for us…

    It is interesting to note that the first reference to “love” in the Scriptures is about a father/parent love for a son/child… found in Genesis when God asked Abraham to offer his only son whom he “loved” as a burnt offering to the Lord … (Gen. 22:2). (a burnt offering signifies complete dedication unto God)

    In the NT, God first spoke of “love” when Jesus was baptised – the Son whom He “loved” (Matt 3:17, Mark 1:11, Luke 3:22). However in the gospel of John, the first mention of love was about was God’s love for the world which caused Him to give up His only Son whom He loved (John 3:16) so we will not perish but will have everlasting life when we put our faith in Him…

    God’s way is perfect. He sacrificed His only Son whom He loved to redeem all of us – fathers, mothers, and children who have fallen short of His glory (Romans 3:23) so we can become united and be part of His family.

  40. Bob in Cornwall England says:

    Regina,

    I assume you me Joseph didn’t tell Jesus he loved Him?

    Bob

  41. Bob in Cornwall England says:

    sorry me = Meant

  42. Regina says:

    No, Bob, I meant that my grandfather didn’t tell my father that he loved him.

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