"Mom, I am going to the post office!” – says the kid.
“No way, it’s raining cats and dogs! I wouldn’t dare to even let the dog out. Daddy will go!”
Funny? Yep! 🙂 - and so true – say the people to whom I told this joke.
Does daddy count today?
I was nineteen when I decided to move out and live in a different city, a thirty minute drive from home.When I mentioned it to my parents, my mom was worried that I would not be able to live by myself, but my dad said “Let him move out. We will see how he does. I am guessing he will be back in a few days.”
It was not easy, for a few months I had either scrambled eggs with lots of onions or pudding for lunch. For dinner I ate whatever I could find, unless one of my friends had pity on me and invited me over for a feast.
Kids need fathers – fathers who do not try to do everything for their sons, who allow them to try and make mistakes. The father in the parable of the prodigal son does not try to stop his son from leaving. He does not mock him. He pays him his share of the inheritance.
The younger one said to his father, ‘Father, give me my share of the estate.’ So he divided his property between them.
Luke 12:15, NIV
With money in his pocket, the son went away to have fun in the city. He made a mistake. I guess you know the remaining part of the story from Luke 15 (if not then I recommend you read it). It seems that the situations he went through made the prodigal into a man. He learned more about his father and his character.
As a boy I desperately needed a man at home. I needed somebody to set boundaries for me, show me love and justice; somebody to correct me when I was wrong and hug me whenever necessary. I needed to be free to make mistakes, remembering that when I come back home, the door of my home will be open and my dad will run out to greet me.
I needed a man to become a man.
And after many years I found a man who became a spiritual father to me. He took me for a great adventure to a faraway country, showed me how to live with God and people. He has helped me to become a man. He is with me in difficult moments and although I hurt him so many times, I know that he loves me and cares about me.
If you need a father in order to be a father for others, I pray that you could go and look and find one!