I am still learning from my father about God as Father
I don’t recall my father ever saying a word about God the Father.
Yet, I still remember very clearly the experience of my father when I was in seventh grade. I messed up badly. I was caught! (If you must know… I got caught playing hooky from school.)
My mother was furious!! Then my father came home. To this day I cannot forget the look of pain on his face. He was a very gentle and loving man. He was not given to anger. When he came into my room it was clear. My father was just so disappointed and hurt by what I had done. That look was the worst punishment he could have given. And as I write this, I can still feel the emotions!
Fast forward to his last weeks on earth. He was facing major surgery from which he never recovered. He was telling my mother that he did not sleep. I can still hear words spoken in German. “So, I kept praying my “Vater Unser” (Our Father).” That was the trust he had in his Father in heaven.
Fathers shape our images of God the Father
Sociologists say it’s common for people to perceive God is like the fatherly figures in their lives. If dad is caring, patient, and concerned, then children will believe God has those same characteristics. And the opposite holds true when a father is harsh, judgmental, or absent.
The relationship with our biological dad should prepare us for a relationship with our heavenly Father. A daddy’s nature provides a window through which we can experience the heart of God.
We learn about God by looking at what it means to be a father. Jesus says, “What father among you, if his son asks for a fish, will instead of a fish give him a serpent?” (Luke 11:11).” He is drawing our attention to our own experience of fatherhood.
Think about what your children mean to you. Jesus is saying that will give you a little window into what you mean to God. Jesus is inviting us to reflect on our own experience of a father’s love for his son or daughter.
Now we live in a world of very imperfect fathers, and some are clearly better than others. But our Lord is saying that even in the world of fallen fathers, who come up short in so many ways, reflecting on what a son or daughter means to a father or mother will give you some insight into what God’s children mean to him.
Even though children know intellectually that God is fair, loving and kind and patient, it’s hard for them to relate to God at a gut level in a deep way if their own father is not loving.
Additional thoughts (for other Mindwalks)
This marvelous analogy works in another direction. We can learn about fathering by looking at God!
Remember also, that mother’s shape our image not only of Mary as mother and God as mother but also of the Church as Mother.
For further thought
- What lessons have I learned about being a fatherly image of God in the lives of others?
- How can I be sensitive to those who were not blessed with loving images of God?
Father’s Day is problematic for me in oh so many ways. But, the idea of helping someone to see God/Christ/Spirit differently is not.
How to be sensitive to those who are not blessed with loving images of God?
Be like you, John Freund. I have such a powerful impression of you telling me that you could only show me the God you know. You were being the conduit for a positive, accepting, forgiving image of the Father.
One of my favorite books is The Shack. God the Father appears in at least 2 different forms — a black woman and a more traditional older man — depending on what the character needed at the time.
My baseline image of God was harsh, judging, ready to whack me for any step out of line. I toed the line through high school because I was sure that if I ever did anything to get picked up by the police (or any authority like a teacher or principal at school) I would not be bailed out or rescued. I would be abandoned. The example and acceptance of others who knew a loving God changed that for me.
Be that loving, healing image of God for others, to others. Like my friend, John
Thank you, Beth! I am touched by your memories. They help me realize how blessed I was with my father showing me the way God loves without saying a word.
Thanks, John, for your on-going mentorship, insights and challenges. There is not only so much to learn and do still, but also so much to unlearn and undo, as Beth seems to me to suggest. So, thanks to you also, Beth.
And I pray that God, Father and Mother (this reflection has prompted me to re-read parts of Erich Fromm’s The Art of Loving), undo the harm I’ve done, with its remnants and consequences, and also make up for my wrong words, actions and my omissions. May God go on being merciful and writing straight with crooked lines.
Dad: work/life:
Work 8 hours
Play: 8 hours
Sleep: 8 hours
When you can’t sleep: pray!