He is young he lives free
Not thinking much, he lives
He found love, very deeply
Too much love, he can’t handle
Things might speed up, he knows
Bound in their love, he prepares
No preparation isn’t sufficient
It’s a new phase of life, a new era
He got married, became a father
Now he looked up at his father
Remembering who his father was
The time he took him to the church
Nearby the woods, in the shade
Father didn’t take him anywhere
Where he might get lost in life
He leads him in the right way
At the dawn of a new day
They talk to their Creator
Attending services in the day
They listen closely to the words
Slumbered at times in the pews
Yet he’s heard the way to life
‘cos his father led him there
Father could take him anywhere
Yet he chose the village church
On a Sunday morning and Monday
Tuesday morning and Wednesday
On Thursday morning and Friday
Saturday morning and evening
And round it goes all over the year
What made you a father?
The answer to this question will define us as a father. Our answers may vary. Some of us might not have answers. I won’t be giving the exact answer to the question either. It’s thought-provoking at the same time, and would go well should we give a pinch of thought about it.
Is marriage what made you a father, there would be tons of men who are accidental fathers. Just having a woman beside us who gives birth to our child from our own bloodline is not what made you a father. But it is one of the reasons we can consider.
As widely accepted in our contemporary world, marriage can be a by-product of relationships with people we get acquainted with. For some reason, people are bound to take care of the other. In those cases, people find it difficult to accept their marriage and the responsibility that comes with it.
In this case, there were lots of divorce cases worldwide. Some people see divorce as a way out of running away from the responsibility of being a father. When they run away from marriage, they mistook it as running freely.
Husband Vs. Father
Most of us wish to be anyone one of them when we took our vow. One can be a husband but not a father. Yet we can be both. The preview of both the title is fun and challenging. I think the same has happened to women of the contemporary world.
A husband is in a relation to his wife while a father is in a relation to his children. A father heads the home taking responsibility making it homely for all the dwellers by his side. His relationship is not limited to getting his needs or satisfying his wife only.
We want more freedom, liberty, have our voice be heard in almost everything. It is good but it should not be taken advantage of beyond what is good for the future generation. The present generation might not inherit the world in its entirety. We might not be the end of our race.
About the Poem
The poem or the opening lines is describing the relation of me and my father from my childhood days. Although my father is no more here on earth, I could remember him leading me to the village road, which leads to the top of a small hill where our church is situated.
Now that I too became a father of two I looked up at my father. It gave me a sense of relief as he has left me the greatest treasure of praising and talking to the Lord in all of my life’s journey. Further, it is my obligation for which I tried my best to pass on the way of life to my children.
I have a picture of him holding the Bible in his hand since my childhood days. He read it to us, explain it, hears our view of the word. “We might not agree but let’s talk,” he’d reminded after every reading session. Yet we’re too shy we might get it wrong. Still, it’s a matter of the heart and spirit, which he always emphasized.
Where did you take your child?
The likely question coming up is already known if you comprehend this piece. Where do we take our child? In which direction do we set them while they are with us? There were things to be done while they were young. The wise man says, there’s a season for everything.
Liberty, freedom, change, revolution, revival, etc. We talk huge about it, we want them in our life, society, church, and nation. It all started in a child’s mind. For a time will come when they recall all that they have been through, just as it dawns on us. Yet many put aside those good memories. No one to blame, we are human.
In the end, I just wanted to sell you the idea of making the Sanctuary of God our starting point!
