Sunday, June 16, 2013

Happy Father's Day


Father's Day is always a good reminder for me of what being a father really is.  I have often felt that it's a day to reassure myself that my job to reflect God to my children, so that they will have a proper understanding of who God really is.  To be as though a lens to view God through.  If I do poorly, then they will see Him poorly.  Conversely, if I do well, their vision of God will be a positive one.  After going to church at Kessid today, I was able to achieve a much different perspective.  My job is a very singular one.  That being said, the simplest of tasks is never the easiest, are they?  My ultimate job is to be me.  To lay my life open to God and those around me in order to show my children what it's like to be a child of God, not show them God.  If they can learn to be themselves and to be dependent upon God, then they will gain the understanding of God that I have always tried so vainly to emulate.  But how?  God will be the one to show them.  He will be the one to lead them and walk them through who He really is.  Be teaching them to be open, obedient, and honest I will be allowing them to be more open to this relationship on their own.  They can then be better equipped to develop their own relationship with God and not my skewed version of who He is to apply in their own lives.  I guess the best way that we can all be fathers (and mothers) is to be broken and needy for the one who loves and created us.  We need to be wiling to show that not okay is really totally okay and that as long as we strive for God, the rest will fall into place as it should.  So dads and moms, take a break and take the time to show how not okay you really are and how much you really need God to your kids.  Maybe we can start a generation who can all start sharing their need for God and that they could share with each other how they are not okay too.  Maybe it would begin to stop the fake hallway smiles in church, or possibly it could begin to break the chains of secrecy that have been passed down through the generations.  Who knows? 

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