Hey, Mrs. Wilson!

Today is Father’s Day. (duh!) Today can be a day of great joy or a day of great sorrow.

For me, it’s a day of great joy. I have a great dad I wouldn’t trade for any other. I also have an amazing husband who is a great dad to our children. I have been blessed by these two men. I got to see my dad at church today, and he sat with my two girls while I played in the worship band. Noah had to work until 3 pm today, but after that I got to enjoy watching him with the girls. Watching the three of them together warms my heart.

When I was younger, I had no idea that people tried or didn’t try to have children, or that some people could and some people couldn’t have them. I was especially naive to the not being able to have them when I became pregnant at 17.

I have friends who want children, try to have them, and have an easy time. They actually have a hard time not getting pregnant. I also have friends that desperately want children, but it’s just not working. Yet.

I’ve often pondered this ability/inability to have children. There are drug-addicted young girls who leave their babies in dumpsters because they do not want them. There are dumb teenage girls who accidentally (purposeful action, not purposeful result) get pregnant (HI!) and stumble through their baby’s first years while they’re still trying to grow up themselves. There are godly women who just want to have a family, but a small physical ailment prevents that from happening.

Because of some of the previous examples, I have a friend who couldn’t have children but had the opportunity to adopt the baby of a drug-addicted mother. Miraculously, the baby is completely healthy (and gorgeous). That was totally God’s doing. I also have a friend who got pregnant as a young teenager and lovingly gave her baby up for adoption so that he could be raised by two parents who could give him the stable home that my friend couldn’t at the time. She’s now married and has totally beautiful children of her own. That’s also totally God’s doing.

I’m the Administrative Assistant at my church. One of my duties this week was to find a short Father’s Day video to play during today’s service. The task was both a blessing and a curse. As I was searching through the videos on SermonSpice.com, I came across this video. It totally fit with where my heart is at. It speaks of the fathers, the fatherless, and the childless.

As I was growing up, I also was not aware of the fact that some children do not have fathers. I grew up in a small Christian private school. I had a father, and all my friends had fathers. I was oblivious to the fact that fathers were absent from their children’s lives, had left, or had passed away. Today I am much more aware of that fact.

My daughter is growing up without her biological father. Fortunately for her, I married an amazing man who has completely filled this role in her life. The only thing that separates Noah and Kaylie is genetics; otherwise, you’d never be able to tell. She’s not missing out on anything. Two of her best friends are growing up without their fathers because they’ve passed away. Fortunately for them, they have a Heavenly Father watching over them as they grow up. He will never leave them nor forsake them.

“A father to the fatherless, a defender of widows, is God in his holy dwelling.” Psalm 68:5

How was your Father’s Day?