I don't know who decided to put Father's Day in the middle of one of the
busiest month of the year, but I'd like to move it to February. There's not
nearly so much going on then! None the less, today is Father's day! A day
when you can (as a father) revel in the grand idea you had in bringing these
kids into the world. I guess that's why it's so important, because almost
every father knows, there are times you have had second thoughts about these
"blessings".
Now, granted I'm talking about someone else, not myself. Honestly, I never
had those thoughts when my tools went missing, or the grass went unmowed, or
the trash not taken out. Do you think I worried when the boys were out past
curfew or I got "that" call from school to come and meet with someone? Do
you think it bothered me when I know the friends they choose were not the
ones I would have chosen for them?
Yes, of course it bothered me, yes I worried, but not once did I regret the
fact that they were my sons.
Through the years I've gotten the normal Father's Day gifts. As the boys
matured so did the gifts. No longer were they the handmade pictures or
ashtrays they made in school (even though I never smoked). The cards were
mostly hand drawn with squiggly letters and stick figures with oversized
round heads, (Maybe I looked that way to them?) As they grew, the gifts
became store bought, fancier; things they looked hard for to find something
they thought would please me. Very few of the later gifts do I still have,
but hand drawn cards and pictures still have a place in my heart.
David wrote in Psalms 127:4 -5, "Like arrows in the hands of a warrior are
sons born in one's youth. Blessed is the man whose quiver is full of them."
To be blessed is to be happy and I have been both blessed and happy because
of my sons.
If you don't have that relationship I pray that you try to mend it, find it,
fix it, because there is nothing more important.
Russ Lawson
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