My Father
I hesitate a little to even share or write these words
But something deep inside me says they should be heard
My Father was a gentle man and kind to all he knew
But I found it hard to love him which may seem odd to you
I think once when I was small, I enraged my father’s head
By Locking my young brother up at home and in a shed
Then I snuck down to our River to a cave there out of bounds
Thinking I could get back home with no problems found
Unfortunately, my younger brother got out of the shed
Found my father at his work which subsequently led
My father to the cliff top, below wherein I was a cave
In hindsight now it could have been a truly watery grave
That night I got a strapping, it hurt more than a little
Possibly enough to make our relationship most brittle
For many years I struggled to appreciate my Dad
Then tmes were tough and things became very very sad
Debbie our young lovely daughter had only just been born
We learnt her heart was fragile, something certainly was wrong
She was hospitalised occasionally but then we had a shock
A doctor rang to tell us that, her life was ending on her clock
At the Hospital with two children, waiting, hoping No!
The doctor suggested, call someone, best the children go
I rang my brother’s wife to see if she could quickly come
She said NO! but wait a moment, at my door, I hear someone
That someone was my father he was there by chance that day
He came into the Hospital; I simply asked him then to pray
His tears and mine were hard to stop, I thanked him for just coming
For all of us that day, tears just seemed to keep on running
I heard the Lord just say to me, make peace with your Dad now
He’s your father that I’ve given you make peace with him somehow
Somehow our friendship altered, and peace just entered in
It was as if my hands were washed of sin long bedded in
Somehow, we saw that Debbie was a jewel sent down from heaven
Just like God’s son dear Jesus Christ, who God gave us as leaven
We’ll never really understand why someone quite so young
Should live just for a little while, then leave, her work was done
Christ himself, God’s only Son, knew why God sent Him down
His real assignment here was to plough the fallowed ground
Defeating Satan’s grip on man by hanging all sin on that cross
Man’s sin was thus forgiven then, God the Father is the boss