Father’s day is a bittersweet time of year for me and my family. It’s been over seven years since my dad left this earth, and though I hate he isn’t here I’m so thankful I was able to call him dad. As with most adult children, you don’t realize the impact of your parents until you are out of the nest. It goes so much beyond my freckled complexion and webbed toes.
Looking back I can see my dad taught me so much, and I don’t even think he knew it- he was just living his life. He was a brilliant man and could have impressed others with his accolades, but he chose not to. Micah 6:8 states:
” He has told you, O man, what is good;
and what does the Lord require of you
but to do justice, and to love kindness,
and to walk humbly with your God?
My dad fleshed out this verse better than anyone I know. He became a doctor out of a heart of compassion. He never gave preferential treatment based on income, education, or race. Many were surprised when they discovered he was a doctor; it wasn’t about his image. I so often fight my natural urge for entitlement and defending my reputation, but my dad showed me you can never really lose by choosing kindness and resisting the urge to “get back”. So many people want to be heard and seen, but my dad demonstrated what it means to live a life of quiet humility.
He would have made such a wonderful grandfather, but I know his God-given legacy will live on. It’s largely because of his desire to help others that we find ourselves adopting our son from Honduras. Even though Luis never met him, they share so many similarities- a love for literature (especially J.R.R. Tolkien), an inquisitive mind, and a passion for the outdoors. I knew Luis was his grandson when our first conversation included everything from playing chess to hunting squirrels.
Hopefully his legacy will live on in bigger ways, though, through each of us and our children. I pray we too will “do justice, love kindness, and walk humbly with our God.”