It’s interesting, really.
When you lose something so important, so early on in life, you really aren’t sure of exactly how important that thing was supposed to be. The lack that thing just becomes what you’re used to, and you never really know what it’s like to have that thing that you’re missing. You live life, never knowing the difference between having that important thing, and not having that important thing.
In my case that ‘thing’… is my father.
I’ve personally never had to opportunity to say a ‘Happy Father’s Day to my dad. To tell him how thankful I am that he poured out love and sacrifice while he had the chance. To thank him for the blurry memories I have of him, myself and my brothers playing around in our old room back in Jersey.
Dad… even though you’re gone I think about you a lot. I think about what life would be like if you were still here. All the places you would have taken me, all the love you would have shown me and the rest of us, and all the things you would have taught me. Even the little things like working on a car, or mowing the lawn. All the football games we would have gone to see over the years.
All the birthdays. All the holidays. I think about all of that.
And normally there’s not much of a happy ending to put to all of that. Usually there’s nothing positive that can come from such a negative thing. Usually.
I gotta tell you something…
After you passed away, mom needed help taking care of all 7 of us. Grandma and Grandpa had just retired down south, to Orlando. So mom had to pack up and take us all down there so they could help out.
Grandma and Grandpa actually bought a house right across the road from a church called Faith Assembly. So eventually Mom put all of us through the ministries there growing up. Around middle school I actually picked up playing drums, which kept me really involved at the church playing for worship. Soon I grew up through the high school ministry there too, and after that I did the church’s youth internship program.
And Dad, this is when something new stirred inside me.
This is when I realized a purpose that I could have never imagined. Through 2 years of devoting almost all my time to ministry through that internship I realized a purpose for my life so strong and significant. So fulfilling, and when I look towards the future, immensely exciting. Dad, I’m gonna be a Pastor. I’m gonna evangelize! I’m gonna lead people to the same love and peace that I found when I needed it the most. I’m gonna continue playing drums in worship, and I’m gonna preach God’s word for the rest of my life.
You intended to harm me, but God intended it for good to accomplish what is now being done, the saving of many lives.
I lost my father when I was 4 years old and Satan would love if I would take that loss and sulk in it for the rest of my life. He’d love for me to just hold bitterness at God for letting someone so important be taken from me and never letting me know what it’s like to have that father figure there. That’s not how it worked out though. Why?
And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose
IN ALL THINGS, that means even in losing a loved one, God is working for my good because there’s a love connection between myself and Him. Because of that, God used what the enemy wanted to use to hurt and destroy me, to actually build me up into a leader, a pastor, someone who loves people, someone who’s hungry for ministry and especially, a future father who is so excited to provide his future kids with something he never had.
To anyone in a similar position as me this Father’s Day, understand one thing. My story is just one example of how God can take your loss, and turn it into something so beautiful and so powerful. Not only to bring new purpose to your loss, but so much so to the point where you will then help others to bring purpose to their loss as well.
Satan intended to harm me, but God intended it for good. To accomplish what is now being done, the saving of many lives, through the ministry work that I’ll do on this earth, and your story doesn’t have to be any different.
Even in death, God is working for your good. You are called according to His purpose, no matter who or what you’ve had taken away from you. The enemy wants to use your loss to destroy your purpose, but God wants to use your loss to fuel your purpose.
Thanks for taking the time to read. Happy Father’s Day to all the dads out there. To everyone celebrating a father this month, never take any life for granted.