Today’s post is a guest post by my friend Debi Reece.
He was a little fella, single digits, seated in Children’s Church, head bowed as he colored the paper tie he was given by the teacher. The teacher that knew, on this Father’s Day, he had no father to give it to. I can’t imagine what went through his little mind while he listened all about daddies and worked on his daddy project. I can’t imagine because I don’t want my own heart ripped in shreds. I don’t want to feel the grief, the sweet innocent hoping, that would be unrequited. This little guy deserved the love of a daddy, just like the other boys that would rush up to their dads with delight in their eyes, expectant hugs and gratitude their reward.
On this day, he held the scribbled crayoned tie in his little hands as he walked up the stairs to the sanctuary to me, his mother. Sweet little blonde haired boy, holds out the tie and tells me that he has to give this to a daddy. I died a million deaths in an instant, paralyzed. He begins to look around the church, and spots a young dad, the father of a boy in his class. He sees the boy give his dad the tie, and he turns to me…there! there’s a daddy! I look up to see the man’s wife, and with a lump larger than one I’ve felt ever and since, I tell her that he needs to give this to a daddy and he saw your husband. She nods. I watch him run up to the man and hand his precious gift to him. He accepts it and gives him a hug. I am grateful. I am devastated. I am appalled that fatherless children are coaxed to color paper ties for daddies that do not exist in their lives. I condemn myself for making such a poor choice. I seethe with anger at his dad. I cry in despair. I forgive. I struggle with forgiveness. I am weary of the emotions and the wondering if I have really forgiven.
I don’t know if the man realized what a precious innocent gift he had been given. I know that God’s heart had to ache. I believe God kept that little tie, somehow and some way. His Word says if your father or mother forsake you, I will lift you up. It is not easy to trust a Daddy God when earthly daddy wasn’t around. So many men have been there. So many struggled with pain, envy when they saw friends with daddies. How unfair to bring such pain on an innocent soul that God gave you to love. So many times the cycle is perpetuated, but it is time to stop. It’s time to Do unto others as you would have them do unto you. If you are a father that had no example, what would you have wanted? What did you need? Why not give it to your child? Why not seek the Bible, your church, prayer, godly counsel to help you be the dad you never had but can be to your child? That takes courage. That takes love. You deserve to be the dad your child needs and they deserve to be pure treasure to you.
Thank you Art for
Our chance to read this amazing true story with Guest Writer, Debi.
Though very Heart breaking
Telling this story will somehow make a difference in someone’s life
Thank you Debi for opening our eyes to know its not all about us but about the children in this world who need all we can give them
Thank you Tonya. I really appreciate Debi giving us a perspective that we don’t often consider. I am inspired and challenged by it.