Happy Friday, Friends:
I hope and trust this post finds you all having a
great day as a glorious new day begins to dawn in my Sweet Home Alabama! 😊
This Sunday, June 18th, is Father’s Day.
While it seems most of us pour out our hearts expressing our love and
celebrating our moms on Mother’s Day, Father’s Day tends to get a far different
reaction. To be sure, those blessed with a present, attentive Dad seem to know
how genuinely blessed they are and how different their life is from so many
others, and they express it. For many, talking about their dad, if they know
him, does not bring expressions of love or celebration. No, they often bring
forth feelings of bitterness, resentment, or perhaps, anger.
Today I want to talk to two different groups of
people. First, I want to talk to those whose dad was not what they wanted or
expected him to be. I then want to take a few minutes to talk to all dads out
there.
I chose to say “not what they wanted or expected
him to be” as opposed to “bad dad” or some other negative description. I got
there the hard way but, Praise the Lord, I got there.
My dad was not what I wanted or expected him to be.
He was physically and emotionally abusive. Nothing, absolutely nothing, I ever
did was good enough. As hard as I would try at anything, I would always hear
“but.” Never, “Good job, buddy” it was always, “You had a pretty good game,
but…” And yes, I did hear, “I love you” however I only remember those words
being spoken to me after I had been spanked over and over again with a belt.
Not what I wanted or expected him to be…
Like, I assume, many boys I wanted to be with my
dad. I remember more times than I can count waking him up on a Saturday morning
asking him to play catch with me. I don’t ever remember him saying yes. When my
parents got divorced, we had a season of life where we would go to Arizona
State football games together. It was nice. We would spend the afternoon or
evening together though we never talked about anything more than sports. This
all changed when he got a girlfriend, the woman who would become his wife. All
of the sudden we didn’t talk anymore, and he didn’t return my calls. Not what I
wanted or expected him to be…
My dad and I went 7 years without talking to one
another. My Beautiful Bride and my mom used to prod me to call him. I would
assure them that I wasn’t mad nor was I harboring any resentment towards him…I
truly just didn’t feel like talking to him. After more than 20 years of trying
to connect, the desire to reach out to him was gone. I assured them both that
if I ever felt convicted to call him I would. Then, one morning when Kath and I
were in Arizona visiting family, I felt convicted to call him, so I did. I
invited him to breakfast, and we went. I don’t remember any part of our
conversation other than when I first saw him that morning. He rolled up in a Cadillac.
I said, “Nice car, when did you get it?” He said, “About 4 years ago.” A little
awkward! Not what I wanted or expected him to be…
Over the next few years, I would call him
occasionally but not consistently. I don’t remember him calling me. My family
and I moved back to Arizona. I coached in a game less than 5 miles from his
home…he wasn’t there. I wondered how come it was I who had reached out first
after 7 years and not him. I wondered how come he did not show up at a game
that would take him less than 10 minutes to drive to. I wondered how come he
would not drive 3 hours to see his grandsons. Not what I wanted or expected him
to be…
After living away from Arizona for a couple of
years, my little family and I returned to Arizona when I went to work at Arizona
State. Shortly after we arrived my dad was hospitalized and put on a
ventilator. I was growing as a man and in my faith. The Lord was searching my
heart and He was challenging me to grow. I prayed an earnest prayer; if He
would allow my dad to live, I would be intentional about spending time with
him. “Miraculously,” he got better. I kept my word to God; every Thursday
morning I would go visit my dad and have coffee with him. In the summer I would
mow his lawn as he sat there in a lawn chair watching me, not saying a word. At
Christmas I would put lights on his house, and in the tree in his yard…my
stepmom really liked that. Again, few words were spoken. Kathy would ask me,
“How can you do all that work for him? He doesn’t talk to you or even act
appreciative.” I told her, “It is not about him; it is about me and what I feel
the Lord is calling me to do.” Not what I wanted or expected him to be…
A couple of years later, my dad was put into
hospice care. As Kathy and I drove to the hospital that night, I remember talking
to God. I was searching, trying desperately to understand what this all meant,
what our relationship had meant, etc. And as clear as day I can remember
realizing that it was because of who he was that I become who I am. My heart
had a much deeper understanding and appreciation in that moment. While it was
not what I wanted or expected him to be, by obeying where the Lord was leading
me, and striving to serve him as God led me to do, I was there the moment my
dad took his last breath and, for the only time in my life, I saw my dad at
complete peace.
To those of you whose dad is not what you wanted or
expected him to be, I want to share a few thoughts with you:
First, it was when I stopped wanting and expecting
him to be different, when I simply accepted him for who he was, that I found
peace. I spent years wanting, hoping, and praying that he would be different,
that he would be the dad I envisioned in my mind. The problem with this is we
can’t control another person, only ourselves. While I could not change him or
what he said and did, I could choose how I would look at it and receive it. For
me, this made all the difference in the world.
Second, I truly believe my dad did the best he
could. Like me, he had his own issues, problems, and challenges. No, he is not
the dad I wanted or expected, nor the dad that I want to be, however I do
believe he did the best he knew how to do. Perhaps, though in your mind a
complete failure, your dad is doing the best he can too.
Finally, and it is critically important that you
hear this part, I forgave my dad. Many years ago, I placed that burden at
Jesus’ feet, and I decided I would no longer live with bitterness, anger,
resentment, etc. No, he never asked me to forgive him, and I have no indication
that he ever felt remorse or thought anything he did was wrong. In fact, knowing
my dad, I am pretty sure he was convinced in his mind that he was the one who
had been offended. Truly, that was not the point. The point was what I felt in
my heart. I am here to testify to the truth found in the quote by Lewis B.
Smedes; “To forgive is to set a prisoner free and discover that the prisoner
was you.” While I can also testify that it will not be easy, perhaps you have a
long road yet to walk, I want you to know that you can walk in freedom. At any
moment you can choose to lay down the burdens of bitterness, anger, resentment,
etc. No, it will not change the past and it certainly will not make it right or
o.k. It will, however, set you free. Your dads faults, failures, and
inadequacies are not your burden to carry. Perhaps on this Father’s Day you
will feel convicted to give yourself the gift of forgiveness.
I also want to take a few minutes to talk to all
dads. Whether you consider yourself to be a good dad or a bad dad, whether your
kids think you are an all-star or if they would say you are not what they
wanted or expected you to be, I have a few things I want to say to you….
First, I believe it truly is an honor and privilege
to be a dad. A precious soul is counting on you to love, lead, guide, and
protect them. Think about that for a moment, please. They are counting on you…
Second, you matter more than you could ever imagine.
While society may want to cancel or minimize your importance in the lives of
your children, the truth of the matter is you are critically important. There
are countless statistics that will show how important you are and the painfully
critical consequences if you fail to show up and be a dad.
Third, you don’t have to be perfect…none of us are!
Perhaps you had a bad day yesterday – I have had way more than my fair share of
those! Today is a new day! Today you can choose to do things differently! Today
you can choose to be fully present! Today you can choose to show up for your
kid(s) – whether they are having a great day or a failing moment, what they
want and need more than anything else is for you to be there with them!
You know, we so try to rate and compare…everything!
On Sunday we will read testimonials espousing why this dad or that dad is “The
Best Dad Ever” or the “#1 Dad.” What if you and I did not worry about being the
best or comparing ourselves to others but rather we simply strive to be the
best dads for our kids that we can be? What if we really listened to them when
they shared their hopes, dreams, cares, and concerns? What if we put down our
cell phones or turned off the ball game and engaged them in a conversation or
did whatever they want to do? What if we simply loved them for who they are,
where they are, and we kept the speeches about what they should be and where
they should go to ourselves? How different would the world our kids grow up in
be if we really showed up every day and were simply the best dads we could be on
that day?
And my final plea is simply this; please don’t give
up or run away! Please, man up! Perhaps the first thing you need to do is
apologize…do it! Perhaps you need to show up…do it! Perhaps you need to change
some of the things you are doing…do it! Perhaps you need to change some of the
things you are not doing…do it! I promise you; the answer will not be found in
running or quitting! I acknowledge that the road may be long and hard…walk it! A
precious soul is waiting and counting on you! You will not find joy or peace in
being less than what you are capable of being! Be the dad that you wish you had!
Be the dad your child needs! Be the dad you are capable of becoming!
Please don’t hesitate to contact me if there is
ever anything I can do for you. I will always help you any way I can. You can
reach me at kevin@whatwillyourinfluencebe.com.
Have a great day, a wonderful weekend, please
cherish your precious families, please stay well, and Happy Father’s Day!
Kev