Today my little Slash, like so many kids in the world, doesn’t have a father to celebrate. I can’t stand it. I’m hanging onto the truth that one day, he-slash-she will have the best dad in the world, my WakingAlex. I’m comforted that my boy-slash-girl has the perfect love of an unfailing Father, God Almighty. But I’m wrecked. I’m wrecked for George, who clung to Alex and probably needs another hug right about now. I’m wrecked for Bosco, 13 years old and needing a daddy to model godly manhood to him. Alex is writing to our boys tonight. Oh, how I love him so much. If only letters could have hugging arms.
I remember all those years that I begged and begged God to be a mother, to watch Alex be a father. I am so grateful for Elliott. And I’m so grateful that God chose to answer my begs in a way that I never saw coming. What a privilege to spend the day celebrating my incredible husband, my brother, also an awesome father, and my dad, the most amazing role model a girl could have and the most loving and compassionate and godly man on the planet. I am so blessed to have these men in my life, and I’m so blessed to have them in the life of my son. Tonight I’m filled with equal parts joy for the father in my life and anguish for the millions of kids without daddies to hold them. I’m so in love with the Father to the fatherless.
God, in this broken world filled with hurting kids, be enough for them tonight. Show them how much You love them. Fill their hearts with God-powered Daddy-love.
June 21st, 2010 at 11:17 am
So thankful for your heart!
June 29th, 2010 at 1:31 am
Mm. Thank you for that Mel. Your heart speaks to mine. xo