I love celebrating.
But I hate celebrating people/events that aren’t worth it.
A two-year old who successfully uses the toilet may be entitled to an M&M. A seventeen year old is not.
You’re dad. So am I. But whether or not we deserve Father’s Day is a completely different matter.
- It takes relatively little effort to become a biological father. And, admittedly, it’s kinda fun. So, I’m not impressed that we’re sperm donors. In fact, this act is so easy that it’s daily taken for granted. Every day countless children are massacred because a baby was created accidentally. We’re biological fathers . . . big deal
- I’m also not amazed that we put food on the table, a roof over their heads, or clothes on their backs. Let me admit that I am typing specifically with the typical American dad in mind when I say that providing the basic necessities of life isn’t so momentous that it’s worthy of its own special day. It’s called doing your job. Please also remember that this is coming from someone who (according to the US government) makes enough money to qualify me for the title “in poverty.” Providing basic (or lavish needs) = not worthy of celebrating.
- We’re the “men of the house.” This phrase is extremely subjective, but basically it means that when we speak, people move. It doesn’t take into consideration the way we speak or what we say, it just sums up the fact that we’re the boss and the people in our homes do what we say. They have another day to celebrate these people. It’s called “Hug a Dictator Day.”
None of this is deserving of national notice.
I’d rather attend an eighth grade graduation (which I abhor) that celebrate or be celebrated just because I managed to procreate, feed my kids, or keep them under my thumb. And even if I do those things well, I don’t want to have a special day for merely doing what’s “expected” of me by a society that has no idea what “The World’s Best Dad” should even look like.
A Father Worth Celebrating
I propose that we are not worthy of the joys of Father’s Day cards, special lunches, or a “World’s Best Dad” shirts unless the following things are part of our daily dadness:
- Introducing our children to their Spiritual Father. Being a biological father is merely a shadow of the relationship God wants to have with my kids. If I bring them into this world, but cut them off from the one relationship that will actually guarantee their success in this life and the next, my act of fathering was cruel. My biggest priority needs to be speaking and living the gospel.
- Providing the truth that causes material possessions to have value. There can be no true safety, comfort, or pleasure in this life if they’re experienced outside God’s truth. If I give my children bread, but do not teach them to eat it all to the glory of God, I’ve failed them. If I provide a house, but do not build its foundation on God’s Word, the “protection” becomes a lie. If I give them clothes, but do not introduce them to the lifestyle their Savior commands them to put on, I have merely dressed up a corpse.
- Leading according to God’s plan, not our own. If my precepts grow out of my annoyances or aggravations, I am teaching my children to avoid certain behaviors so as not to upset dad. But when I make God’s will the basis of my edicts, I am giving my kids an eternal worldview with which to function perfectly in all relationships of life. This also affects the way I lead. How I speak becomes as important as what I say. The typical, hard, gruff dad is unbiblical. By the way, when I say lead, please realize that the best leaders are First Followers.
Admit it, neither of us really deserve a Father’s Day if we aren’t passionately doing the things listed above. Sure, some people may argue that “there’s nothing wrong with taking dad out to lunch on Father’s Day – even if he is a bum.” And I suppose that’s par for the course in a country where we frequently celebrate the mediocre and parade the base.
But I don’t want that for me. And I don’t believe God does either.