Dear Dad
Here we are, sir. A week away from today, I'll be marrying the woman of my dreams...literally. There have been many instances where I've dreamed of women/girls that I liked, but not whom I loved . That's something new. Blurry shapes come to mind when I think of the many dreams I've had since I was a teenager, but they were never concrete, always idealistic. It all became permanent not when my fiance and I first met, but before we were born. God knew then, even when you were growing up. That's not why I'm writing this.
We’ve come a long way since I was a kid. The most identical aspect of our past was that we were evolving as men, learning more about ourselves and the people around us. We match in looks , style , personality and mannerisms, yet differ in many areas. I've learned through our existence many aspects of the human being can be biologically transmitted to the next generation. Not only that , but your name will hopefully continue through me and our children and so on. It reminds me of when the Bible refers to the genealogy at the beginning of the New Testament to catch us up. We’ve talked and disagreed over the years, but one thing we can both nod to is God’s grace and mercy. We know it’s sufficient and unmoved.
You are apart of me and vice versa. We compliment each other’s quirks simply by being. God designed us that way. We both have gifts to convey His truth and lead others back to him, whether through preaching or poetry. We know what it means to make mistakes , regret, and remember how selfish we are capable of being. We also know what it means to seek personal healing to continue growing. I hope we never lose sight of what’s import and that’s having a relationship. Not just with God , but with each other. Let’s not allow anything to get in the way of accessing that which God created for us to grasp. We’ve come too far to recede. We’ve become too solid to break. Let’s continue to build up and out. Our generational cycles will be broken. Our fractured masculinity will be restored and align back with God’s initial plan. We are men of valor , mighty in words and actions. Let’s represent an idea of God’s steadfast love.
I love you, Dad, and will always want the best for us. We’re not promised tomorrow, but we do have today. Let’s live in this pocket and await the next chapter , whatever that involves. Our tears will not be shed in vain. God hears our call and He will answer as He sees fit. His will be done over our own because we cannot afford to mess this up. Our future is at stake. Love you, Dad. Let’s be better . Let’s do better.
Your Son,
CJ
We’ve come a long way since I was a kid. The most identical aspect of our past was that we were evolving as men, learning more about ourselves and the people around us. We match in looks , style , personality and mannerisms, yet differ in many areas. I've learned through our existence many aspects of the human being can be biologically transmitted to the next generation. Not only that , but your name will hopefully continue through me and our children and so on. It reminds me of when the Bible refers to the genealogy at the beginning of the New Testament to catch us up. We’ve talked and disagreed over the years, but one thing we can both nod to is God’s grace and mercy. We know it’s sufficient and unmoved.
You are apart of me and vice versa. We compliment each other’s quirks simply by being. God designed us that way. We both have gifts to convey His truth and lead others back to him, whether through preaching or poetry. We know what it means to make mistakes , regret, and remember how selfish we are capable of being. We also know what it means to seek personal healing to continue growing. I hope we never lose sight of what’s import and that’s having a relationship. Not just with God , but with each other. Let’s not allow anything to get in the way of accessing that which God created for us to grasp. We’ve come too far to recede. We’ve become too solid to break. Let’s continue to build up and out. Our generational cycles will be broken. Our fractured masculinity will be restored and align back with God’s initial plan. We are men of valor , mighty in words and actions. Let’s represent an idea of God’s steadfast love.
I love you, Dad, and will always want the best for us. We’re not promised tomorrow, but we do have today. Let’s live in this pocket and await the next chapter , whatever that involves. Our tears will not be shed in vain. God hears our call and He will answer as He sees fit. His will be done over our own because we cannot afford to mess this up. Our future is at stake. Love you, Dad. Let’s be better . Let’s do better.
Your Son,
CJ
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