Rather than trying it to soften, I cannot diverge it from stating what’s been going on in my home state. Most of our writings, not a research topic does stem from deep inside our hearts.
On this Father’s Day, it saddened me to state and emphasize my home state torn and gutted by ethnic violence. Here, I would like to pinpoint one very important which could have averted violence at this time.
If all parents, especially fathers, had performed their duties well enough in the light of the gospel the current situation may have come to pass sooner. Yet it does not mean that I’m losing hope. There’s hope, thus we’re stating it.
Passing the Light:
I have been without my earthly and precious father for the last seven years. I did miss him! Yes, I really missed him because there were so many little or big issues that could have been much easier if my father is with us.
To me, my father was a complete figure spiritually and in terms of the material world. Let me admit he was poorer than others in terms of money and wealth. Yet he has the wit and was given by God to overcome any issues arising out of it.
He has passed on the Light of Jesus to us well in our younger days although my spiritual life went through rough paths My father has done his job, now it is time for me to pass it on to my children. The narrow gap between the generations is always targeted by the evil one.
A young father:
Now that I have become a young father, there were many challenges ahead of me. As my children grew more guidance was needed. My previous book “From the Sideline” was not enough to contain the journey of a father.
Yet my journey as a father is enjoyable and tiresome. It’s a role gifted to me by the grace of God. As a young father I lack experience but in theory only. I have read a few books on parenting before I get married. And few of my experience as an Elementary School teacher and Sunday School teacher has helped me.
I wanted the best for my children. Many times, I saw my family blueprint unfollowed due to my financial and health condition. Yet if they have Jesus and if the truth set them free, that’s all they need in life!
Story to be continued:
I do not want the story of our family line not to end with me. The story of more of the goodness being continued in our family. It’s my wish we will appreciate each other as we live together till our last breath.
Letters from my father, when I set out for a university education, still remain with me. I can still read it in his voice. His wishes were so precious to me. I thank God for giving me a good father such as him in my life. I still remember some of the points I had delivered on his funeral day.
Now that my father is gone, the story of the scripture he taught me will continue with us affectionately.
May God comfort my mother and continues to abide with us in his abiding grace!
Happy Father’s Day!
