This blog is home to more than 730 posts. Once in a while I re-blog a post from the past for my newer readers. This post (slightly revised) was first published on February 13, 2013.
A friend wrote me this week to share that her mother, who suffered from Alzheimer’s, passed away early that morning. This death came a year or less after her father had died. Her mother had been the physical, financial, emotional, and spiritual rock for each member of the family for a long time.
My friend’s message reminded me of my mother’s death a few years ago. Some months after her death, as the seasons passed and memories of her favorite things about each season began rising in my mind, it suddenly dawned on me that I was now an orphan!
I have lost two fathers. One I didn’t know; he left for World War II when I was 3 months old and died in Germany when I was 3 years old. The second one came into my life when I was five and died a decade or more ago; he and I never really understood each other. And then I lost my mother with whom I waged a battle most of my life. Given that history, I was surprised at how devastated I was to realize I no longer had a mother or a father.
I wondered then why their collective deaths after many years was still so raw. Today, I think that one reason is that the opportunity to know and appreciate mothering and fathering (actions that were scarce in my life) was now gone. Another is that these people knew me in a different way than anyone else in the world did and that knowledge was now unattainable. And finally, there was the grief of hearing other people speak of their parents and having only stories of the past to share in return.
Today as I mused about all this, I was reminded that the nurturing presence I remember longing for (and probably still do) is present in the God whom I am encouraged to call Abba. This God calls me his child and perfectly embodies the character of a father and a mother. And miraculously this Abba is longing for my attention as much as I am longing for his. Whatever I lacked from my earthly parents and whatever I am missing because they are no longer here is showered on me by this loving Father who knew me before I was born and will be present in my life for eternity.
God is always ready to not only parent us, but send those who are equipped to nurture us. Thanks for another thoughtful post.