“He didn’t tell me
how to live; he lived,
and let me watch him do it.”
~ Clarence Budington Kelland
Is Father’s Day worth remembering when you don’t have a daddy?
Since my daddy left when I was five, I’ve never really had a hard time with Father’s Day.
I described it to my friends this way whenever they asked if it was sad growing up without a one.
I don’t feel anything.
It’s probably like being born without a limb. You can’t miss what you’ve never had.
Now, that I’m not a kid any more, I don’t have to lie.
It was sad — because I can never know what it’s like to have a daddy.
A Little Too Strong
I don’t recall the exact question I asked my mom. But, I remember her words, like it was yesterday.
My mother told me to cope this way, “Just think of yourself as being born without a dad. Some fathers die when babies are born and they grow up just fine.”
I know she meant well. She didn’t want me to stumble. It did make me stronger. A little too strong maybe. I never felt the pain of a missing father. I felt nothing.
I made a detour around the place inside that wanted a father. I didn’t think I needed to be vulnerable, held, or carried. To feel this way was a sign of weakness and limitation.
A Beautiful Possession
Being loved by a daddy is like having the sun kiss your nose, while you’re eating sweet strawberries in one hand and running through the sprinklers with laughter in the other.
You don’t need it. But, it can change your world.
A father worth remembering makes the pang of missing someone a beautiful possession.
Since coming into my own, I’ve learned that having arms to crawl into, shoulders to ride on, and a soft place to land are birthrights Jesus paid for me to own.
To feel this way is a sign of belonging and blessing.
It’s what everyone truly wants.
A person can die poor spending everything that has value chasing after such freedom.
Not us. When we embrace God as our Father, we are finally free to discover who we really are.
Celebrate The Day
— If you’re blessed enough to have a father to call your daddy:
I’m so very happy for you. Celebrate the day, look into his eyes, as you hand him a gift or a card, and say his name.
Here Daddy. This is for you.
— If you’re like me, without a daddy:
As we read the cards meant for others, read them the way I do at the card store. Read them quietly in your heart to our Father God. It might make you cry a little, but imagine the smile on our Heavenly Papa’s face.
Send words of appreciation to a friend who is a daddy. Don’t forget your spouse.
— For all the fathers reading this:
Love harder, even if it costs you everything you have.
You can never lose who you are. You will find yourself in the hearts of the children you love — along with the Father who lovingly carries you all the way, until you are home.
I’d like to close by sharing one of my all-time favorite verses. It’s a promise that takes my breath away, every time I read it. Because I know it’s true.
“Even to your old age and gray hairs I am he,
I am he who will sustain you.
I have made you and I will carry you;
I will sustain you and I will rescue you.”
~ God (Isaiah 46:4)
Happy Father’s Day.
What does Father’s Day mean to you?
[ Today’s post is dedicated to my husband, whose fathering makes me long for my Heavenly Papa. Thank you for giving yourself in so many ways. You are making a difference in our lives, the kind that lasts into eternity. ]
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