In Sunday’s sermon our priest was trying to tell us how much God
loves us. “It’s more than infinity squared” he speculated. That’s good, I thought, until two days later when I met a 19 year old who gave me a better answer.
He was being seen for a physical exam to qualify him for enlistment in the army. His health record indicated he had threatened suicide in eighth grade. The military services take suicide very seriously so I need more information.
“Tell me about that,” I urged.
He smiled and began. “My dad was a terrible drunk. He was destroying Mom and our family. I hated him, and I hated myself for hating him; after all, he was my dad. One morning before I left for school I told him if he didn’t stop drinking I was going to commit suicide.”
I was a bit confounded, I wouldn’t have smiled if I had to tell about something as scary as suicide. I tried to mask my concern by asking another question. “That was five years ago, where is your dad now, does he still live with you?”
”Actually he’s at work.”
“Really?”
“Yes, and he’s the very best dad anyone could ever have!”
“I’m confused,” I confessed, “I though you hated him. What happened?”
“He joined AA and quit drinking.” He announced not trying to mask his pride.
“Just like that?” I questioned.
“No, it wasn’t easy for him or for us. Mom went to the Al-Anon meetings. They struggled together. My sister and brother and I went sometimes, too. Actually it hurt to see them struggle, but in many ways it was fun to watch them come together.” Then he flashed a big smile and continued, “Both Mom and Dad told me he stopped drinking because he loved me too much to want me to hurt myself.”
“You must be very proud of yourself for helping your dad sober up.”
“Not really, but, I haven’t stopped smiling since I learned he loves me more than alcohol! You may think that’s funny, and it is in a way, but I’m motivated by it.”
“I guess it is oddly funny, but we all have an innate desire to be loved by our dads. I’m so glad you know and feel your dad’s love!”
Think about it; it’s one of the reasons we refer to God as Our Father! He loves us more than he loves alcohol or any of the other “pleasures” we humans live for.
Mother’s Day is just past, and Father’s Day is around the corner. Think about your mom’s love, your dad’s love, and Our Father’s love, and love them in return. Perhaps that will make Father’s Day more than another “Hallmark” holiday. I’m betting it will make every day of our lives worth living and worth loving.
With thanks and apologies to Father Joe.