I have survived another Father’s Day. That is a major accomplishment for me. Every time that someone wished me a “Happy Father’s Day!” it was like a stake being driven through my mind and heart.
Yes, I am a dad No, I was not a good one. Perhaps I wasn’t quite as bad as I or my adult children think, but we can probably agree on one thing: I wasn’t a particularly good dad, and I did a lot of damage.
I console myself with several truths, which I hope are truly true.
Truth # 1: Perhaps (and it is hard to argue with “perhaps!), I did a few things right. Along with my wife (who did all the heavy lifting), I did help give them life. My kids can’t take that away from me, even if they would like to!
Truth # 2: I helped keep them alive until they were able to be more or less on their own.
Truth # 3: I have tried to own up to the wrong I’ve done. I have not done this to their satisfaction, but I do not exist for their satisfaction.
Truth # 4: While I am very far indeed from the man I want to be, I am not entirely the man I used to be.
Truth # 5: That was then; this is now.
Truth # 6: Every dad I’ve ever gotten to know personally is a very flawed creature.
These truths do not console me much. However, my suspicion is that truth does not exist in order to console. Truth exists in order to be true.
Meanwhile, it is June 20, the day after Father’s Day and the first day of summer. It is another day, to invest myself in God, in other people, in becoming a better version of myself. I think that I had better get over myself and on with the tasks at hand. Right now, I need to eat some oatmeal with blueberries and a little brown sugar and cinnamon, run two or three miles, study, pray, encourage others, prepare for Bible Lands and Life Ways, work on a review for Stone-Campbell Journal, be emotionally available to my wife. The kind of dad I was (and was not) in the past is none of my business. My business today is today.
That is your business, dear reader, as well.
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