I talked to my older brother last night and wished him a Happy Father’s Day. He thanked me and said, “Well, it’s not as important as Mother’s Day.” I disagreed and told him I thought it was very important. Moms and Dads each have a God-given responsibility and privilege in the life of a healthy family. I understood what he was saying, though, that often Dads seem to be sort of over-looked and taken for granted, but they shouldn’t be.
I am blessed to have had a wonderful father and also to have a son who is a wonderful father. I’ve often thought of fathers as being the strong backbone or rock of the family. Fathers and mothers are the framework, the roots that, if healthy, cause the whole family to grow and flourish. Sort of like a stalwart tree.
The Cottonwood
At Grandfather’s farm, in back of the house
Stood a large, ancient cottonwood tree.
How it weathered the years and stood fast in storms
Was a wonder and marvel to me.
My grandfather said that the tree had strong roots
Sinking deep, holding fast to the ground,
For the earth never lost it though wind tore and tossed it
And lesser trees fell all around.
I remember that tree when storms threaten me
And I’m battered by dangers and doubts
For I’m kept by the love of my Father above
And my roots are both anchored and stout.
–Blanche Day Manos
Unfortunately, there are many fathers who don’t stick around these days and that’s a real shame!
Sad to say, that’s true. A great loss for the father, the child, the whole family, and for the country.