My dad is one of my favourite humans on earth. Today being Father’s Day, I can’t help but reflect on how well he played his role when I was growing up. He is still amazing but his role has been relieved a little as I am now married.
Today I remember the days I will purposely sleep on the sofa in the living room just so my dad could carry me to my bedroom. I remember days when my dad would follow me to my school debates and how his face beamed with joy and pride. My dad was that over zealous man whose voice and applause was the loudest in the crowd as he cheered me on. He would scream ‘yes! that is my daughter!’. I remember how he would bring us all under the moonlight telling us African tales and stories from William Shakespeare’s books.
Despite these, my dad wasn’t always with me. There were days when he couldn’t make it to school debates and concerts. There are times when he won’t answer my calls because isn’t available. There were days when he would tell me he is tired. All of these because he is human.
I am one of those kids who are obsessed with their dads. I hate to think there is a better dad elsewhere in the world. I would argue this forever. However the truth is that the love I experience from my dad is only an iota of the love I experience from God.
The story of the prodigal son paints a perfect picture of my Heavenly Father. In the story we see a son who asked for his inheritance from his dad. The dad was kind enough to give him but he wasn’t disciplined. He squandered the wealth and got as low as eating with swines. However he came to his senses and decided to go back home with the intention of asking his dad to make him his servant.
20 So he got up and went to his father.
“But while he was still a long way off, his father saw him and was filled with compassion for him; he ran to his son, threw his arms around him and kissed him.
21 “The son said to him, ‘Father, I have sinned against heaven and against you. I am no longer worthy to be called your son.’
22 “But the father said to his servants, ‘Quick! Bring the best robe and put it on him. Put a ring on his finger and sandals on his feet. 23 Bring the fattened calf and kill it. Let’s have a feast and celebrate. 24 For this son of mine was dead and is alive again; he was lost and is found.’ So they began to celebrate. Luke 15:20 – 24 New International Version (NIV)
How amazing is this! What I love most about the story is the fact that His dad saw him when he was far away. This makes me believe that his dad was always looking out for him. He was always looking down the road to see if his son was coming home. His dad saw him first.
This is how God feels about us. He is always looking after us. He looked after me when my dad went to bed. He is always there even when my dad isn’t available. He keeps to promises unlike my dad who couldn’t always fulfil his promises. He is always waiting for us to come home. He sees us when we are on the hill and when we are in the valley. He sees us in our good days and our bad days. He sees us even when we don’t see Him. Yes! He sees you!
You might be going through a tough time this period and it might be difficult to see through the smoke. But God sees you. Nothing blurs His vision. Nothing makes Him give up on us.
If you do not have an earthly dad present at this time, my heart goes out to you. I would love to let you know that God is the best dad and He can fill that void for you. He can make you smile again. He can make you feel that fatherly hug you long for. He is looking down the road to see if you are coming home. It doesn’t matter where you have been. The two constant things about God is that He is always good and He loves us. So, come home. The best dad is waiting to throw a huge welcome party for you.