I stood in the hallway as my father took the call. He sat on the edge of the bed and listened intently, occasionally asking questions. His baritone voice sounded calm and collected as he said, “Thank you,” and hung up the phone.
Then I saw my father do something I’d rarely seen. He fell across the bed and sobbed. His only son had died.
My older brother, Phillip, had been born with brain damage. He was born deaf and with a host of other physical and mental challenges. My parents had tried to care for him at home as long as possible, but that became too arduous for them both physically and emotionally. It was taking a toll on their marriage my mother had told me years later. A decision had to be made that my father resisted. But eventually he conceded, and Phillip was placed in a long-term care facility in Columbus.
I listened as my father wept and realized his tears were not only for the loss of life, but the loss of a lifetime. This was his son, the one created in his image, the one he’d prayed for, the one who would carry on the family name, his beloved. The love was still so strong and wide, so deep and long, so fierce and unchanging. The fact that they had never been able to have that intimate bond that a father desires with a son had not lessened that love. The fact that he’d been separated from that son for many years had not lessened that love. The fact that his son had never heard his father’s voice, had never been able to fully respond to and reciprocate that love had not lessened that love.
I believe until he received that call my father never abandoned hope of his son returning home to him. Despite the circumstances, there was a place in my father’s heart that Phillip always occupied, a place that only he could occupy. The loss never caused the love to wane; the love remained strong and deep, wide and long, fierce and unchanging.
Such is a father’s love.
Such is our heavenly Father’s love. This eternal, unconditional, ever-giving, all-encompassing love that is God is the force behind all He does. It is a passionate, relentless love. And it ever calls you and me into the same love relationship that the Father enjoys with His Only Begotten Son, Jesus. It never wanes. It never withholds. It’s not withdrawn because we fail to respond or reciprocate. It never lessens because we fall short. It ever woos us into that place deep in His heart that only you and I can occupy. It is ever drawing us, His children, created in His image, bearing His name, His beloved. It remains strong and deep, wide and long, fierce and unchanging. And He longs for us to know Him and experience this love that passes knowledge in its fullness. He wants us to live in it, live from it and be transformed by it.
You may not have been as blessed as I was with an earthly father that loved and cared for you in the way God intended fathers to. Your father may no longer be here with you, and you miss that love only he could give. This Father’s Day you can rejoice in the love that flows perpetually from the heart of God. Embrace it as it embraces you. Allow it to engulf you. Live in it and live from it and allow it to transform you!
“And I pray that he would unveil within you the unlimited riches of his glory and favor until supernatural strength floods your innermost being with his divine might and explosive power.Then, by constantly using your faith, the life of Christ will be released deep inside you, and the resting place of his love will become the very source and root of your life. Then you will be empowered to discover what every holy one experiences—the great magnitude of the astonishing love of Christ in all its dimensions. How deeply intimate and far-reaching is his love! How enduring and inclusive it is! Endless love beyond measurement that transcends our understanding—this extravagant love pours into you until you are filled to overflowing with the fullness of God!” (Ephesians 3:16-19 The Passion Translation)
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Very nice piece.
Thanks for once again reminding us of who our real father is and of His unconditional never ending love! You are a gift from God! Thanks for sharing!
Thank you for sharing something so close to the heartbeat of your father. I could visualize him falling on the bed sobbing, after” the call”.
How well you described a natural father’s love and our Heavenly Father’s Love.
How beautiful a description of the Father’s love. Thank you for sharing your words so passionately with the world.