It seems only appropriate that I thank you through the medium that you check so faithfully. Reading this blog and encouraging and advising me is just one of many ways that you love me.
And I don’t just say many ways because it sounds nice. I say many ways because there are so many ways, from encouragements texts to vacations to conversations over coffee, that you communicate love to, Miles, Anna, and I.
At nineteen, I have only a partial grasp of what that love means. But in this case, that partial grasp means a lot. It means that when I read my Bible, when I sing a hymn, when I say a prayer and I find myself reading, singing, or praying the words God and Father next to each other, I can grasp that. I can grasp that God is like a father because my father loves his kids.
You don’t just say it, although you do say it. Just about every time I see you, I hear those three words. But you also show it. Verbs describe you better than adjectives do. Serving, giving, sacrificing, smiling, caring, asking, and ultimately loving, those describe you. You and I talk all the time about how love is a verb. And while we probably got that maxim from a book, we both learned it because Love came down. We learned it from our God who sent His Son, Love Himself, to die for us, to conquer sin and death, and to rise again victoriously.
That brings me to the last thing that you do for me, something that is so necessary for your love to be complete. Your love is a humble love. You don’t take credit. The Bible uses the metaphor of light to describe love. You taught me that you’re just a mirror, that you can only love because God first loved you. You taught me that you don’t create or define or invent love; you just reflect it.
And that’s so important. It’s so important that you didn’t set yourself up as the source of light but as a reflection. Because if I lived my life for you, if I worshipped you instead of God, if I scored touchdowns or got good grades or wrote great posts for you, I’d be disappointed because you’re a redeemed sinner that God has rescued just like me. But you taught me that you’re a mirror and that God is the source of the light, of the love.
So it’s Father’s day, a day for saying thanks.
Thanks for being a great dad and for loving me.
More than that, I join you in worshipping our God, because He made us mirrors and gave you and me light to reflect.
We love because He first loved us – 1 John 4:19