Mary and I had a great time last night at the San Clemente community Father’s Day fiesta in town. I will prepare a post on that later today.
This morning I wanted to share a poem I wrote twenty years ago when all five of my children were still at home. What a difference twenty years makes! This a fairly recent picture of those same five kids with their spouses and children. Only one and a half grandchildren are missing.
The poem was certainly dated, so I revamped it to try to keep up with the changing nature of my family. Here are some thoughts of mine for Father’s Day 2013.
Father’s Day Thoughts 2013
It was in December, 1976 when I first held my eldest son.
Early that morning my role of “Father” had officially begun.
In solemn prayer I humbly promised that I would do my best
To help this little Child of God excel in all of life’s tests.
At twenty-five I naively thought that I could carry the load.
I’d lead or push or carry this boy down life’s winding road.
Now, looking back, I wonder if I’ve done more right than wrong!
I’ve fumbled, tripped and fallen down as we’ve tried to move along.
Yet, almost as if by miracle, we managed to progress,
While at appointed intervals four more children joined our quest.
And everyone’s such a special soul with a desire to do right,
That it seems I do the following, guided by their light.
Today at tables in several states my five children will sit down
To bless the meal with their own children gathered all around.
I expect they’ll thank the Lord for me – in honor of the day
And say some of those “Father” things that people usually say.
But, I know that without those children and their constant love,
I never would have been able to have done the things I’ve done.
I would have lost perspective and let go the iron rod,
I never would have really learned my relationship with God.
This Father’s day I thank the Lord for those He sent to me to raise,
And for the joy they’ve always given me – He deserves the praise.
For with His constant guiding hand He helped me do my part.
And molded me into a Dad and softened my proud heart.
And so it goes this Father’s day – I almost have to grin
When I think back to that winter day when I promised to help Him!
No – The Lord sent me some valiant souls to keep me on the track.
To teach me of my Father’s home and help to lead me back!
John C. Macdonald, Sr.
God has been especially gracious to us and,
Life is Good!