Valuing Your Father: More than a Necktie & Instagram

My feed was flooded yesterday. At this point, Father’s Day felt like a chance to post cute retro photos. On this day we post to social media to say “thank you”, but do we live gratefully the rest of the year?

In the past few years, I have come to understand more fully, although I will probably never entirely understand, the depth of the gift that my parents have given me. I work with people. The longer you work with people, and the more deeply you get to know them, the more stories you hear about horrific or traumatizing childhoods. I have realized that most of what I am is the result of the hefty investment made by my parents.

I was in Georgia this week for the first time since we've planned to move there.  I noticed many things: 1) They have lots of bugs. 2) Lots of critters too. Like armadillos, wild turkeys, and even tortoises strolling on the side of the road. 3) The girls call their father “daddy."

In my mind the only people above age 11 that still say “daddy” are spoiled high school cheerleaders. In the vein of “Daddy bought me a car for my birthday.” I was surprised that the term, said with much respect and affection, was used in regular speech.

It brought me back to Galatians, where we are invited into the fullness of the family of God, to share in all the riches of our Heavenly Father, and to call him Abba...daddy. 

And because we are his children, God has sent the Spirit of his Son into our hearts, prompting us to call out, “Abba, Father.” Now you are no longer a slave but God’s own child. And since you are his child, God has made you his heir.
— Galatians 4:6-7
And may you have the power to understand, as all God’s people should, how wide, how long, how high, and how deep his love is. May you experience the love of Christ, though it is too great to understand fully. Then you will be made complete with all the fullness of life and power that comes from God.
— Ephesian 3:18-19

So instead of the obligatory once-a-year gift and social media post, what if we live daily in response to this love that was shown to us? 

What if living a Kingdom life faithfully is the better gift, showing appreciation for that love?

For those whose earthly parents fall short, how can you acknowledge the love of God as a parent even more fully?