A Father to the Fatherless

The place a father holds in the life of his children is priceless. No other relationship is like that of a dad and his little ones. Indeed, I truly wonder if any relationship can compare to that of a man and his daughter. And the loss of that relationship is especially painful.

Celebrating Father’s Day has never been the same for me since 2001, the year I lost my dad to suicide. For many years after, I browsed the card section, searching for a card for another girl’s dad who became my step-dad.

But my eyes only fell on those that spoke of growing up with your first love – first crush, first hero – and knowing this man would always hold your hand and your heart. Tears would flow and my heart would ache – or become angry. Angry over my loss, angry over his decision, angry that I could never again be Daddy’s little girl.

Another cruel form of loss is when someone comes in the aftermath of tragedy to promise love and relationship for a lifetime, but instead leaves to fulfill selfish lust and a naïve notion of “finding oneself”. And now I am, again, left without a dad on this earth.

 

But I am not Fatherless.

 

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I have received the Spirit of adoption, whereby I cry, Abba, Father (Romans 8:15)! The word cry in this scripture denotes an intense and powerful internal affection, and a fierce and forcible outward confidence in the freedom and liberty granted to us as children of God.

Intimate yet respectful, the name Abba is our warrant for boldly claiming a filial relationship with the Most High God. What an astounding, incomprehensible thought: We hold the same standing with the Father as Jesus our Messiah, His only begotten Son!

My first love, my Abba, Father loves me and will never leave me, and He holds my hand and my heart – forever.

If you have been left without an earthly father, accept the love of the Everlasting Father as your very own today. His love endures forever, and He is waiting to hold your hand and your heart.

 

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3 comments on “A Father to the Fatherless

  1. Reblogged this on FWC Sister's Ministry: Woman to Woman and commented:

    A woman’s heart is intricately molded by and will forever bear the design of the relationship she had – or didn’t have – with her father. Father’s Day brings out many different emotions in a woman, depending on her connection with the man she called Dad.

    For me, Father’s Day has often been painful and difficult. While I take joy in celebrating my husband and the wonderful daddy he is to our daughter, I don’t have the pleasure of celebrating my own dad. I loved my father deeply, and know he loved me, too. We had a close relationship throughout my childhood and young adulthood, and my heart bore the design of a deeply cherished Daddy’s Girl. But in 2001, he took his own life, and forever scarred my heart.

    I wrote the post below on my personal blog site last year, after my step-dad left me without a father figure once again. I’ve chosen to re-blog it here. I have no earthly dad to celebrate this year, but I can celebrate Father’s Day, for I am not fatherless. Sisters, we have a Father who will never leave nor forsake us!

    If you are struggling with pain and grief today, you are not alone. You can confidently say with Hagar, “Truly here I have seen Him who looks after me.” (Genisis 16:13). He sees your pain, He collects your tears (Ps. 56:8), and He becomes a Father to the fatherless (Ps. 68:5). Read below, and be blessed, dear Sisters.

  2. Jan Verhoeff says:

    Reblogged this on Jan Verhoeff and commented:
    Put your heart in the hand of a God who cares… Look up my friends and allow God to make you whole.

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