Wednesday, 22 January 2014

The cry for a Father


Please watch this short clip before reading the post...

I'm pretty sure they both were about to break down, me included. This child was about to be sent off to boot camp for being a ‘problem child’ I assume… His simple but sad and honest answer lays an axe to the root of the problem, he doesn’t have a Dad. The lack of fathers and father figures in these last few generations has caused so many problems - with young men especially. I believe the cry of this generation is the cry for fatherhood.

Swedish House Mafias recent song ‘Don't you worry child’ was a massive hit, not only because it was a great dance tune but because it echoes this generations cry, I believe it was an anthem on a spiritual level, cutting through to a generation that needs to hear it’s core message...

Lyrics:
My father said, ‘Don't you worry, don't you worry, child. See heaven's got a plan for you. Don't you worry, don't you worry now’...

It has the cry for fatherhood, for purpose and belonging. So many children have none of these, is it any wonder there are so many broken and angry children and adolescents around? Where are the fathers?

This capitalist driven society is robbing people of core values and depth that go beyond material gain and temporary satisfaction, there is no purpose or vision. The purpose is to gain fulfilment and satisfaction at every moment, either through wealth, material possessions or having sexual fulfilment or allure.

Give a person everything and they will despair or rebel because outside of the love and purpose that God seeks to give every person there is no point, just read through the book of Ecclesiastes, the man who had absolutely EVERYTHING, and he despairs of even life itself. Because outside the loving purposes of God, there is no point.

We currently work hard to ‘provide a better future for our children than we had’, but what is this ‘better future’? More cars? more flat screens and overseas holidays? I would put everything on the line when I say that a child would rather spend loving and quality time with his parents above anything material, now or in the future. It will instill in them the truth that they are indeed loved, that they are worth the time and that they are important - that they matter. All my childhood memories that I cherish are ones spent with family - one on one time with my parents especially and with a house full of seven children it was a rare thing believe me! What we did or where we were didn’t matter it was the time and the love that was shared that was the lasting memory.


I truly believe a child both wants and needs the love and distinctive care of both a mother and a father equally, and a young boy needs a dad like nothing else.

In the movie Terminator II, Arnold Schwarzenegger (The Terminator) Co-stars alongside the future saviour of the world, adolescent John Connor. Mid-way through the movie he muses that the terminator robot sent from the future to protect him, was sadly the closest thing to a father figure he ever had. Sure he was a robot devoid of human emotion, but this humanoid robot never hurt him, it always protected him and was always there for him, no matter what. It even sacrificed itself when it's job of protecting the boy was done. Pretty moral for a robot, but sadly some children don't get even this.

Heaven does have a plan for each and every child I believe, and we are here to be part of that plan, whether we be parents, friends, uncles, aunties, child workers or carers. So fathers be real men, be true fathers and love and protect and provide for your kids best you can. And if you aren’t a father be a father-figure for some poor child who has no male to look up to, even the smallest thing can mean more than you realize to a child or teenager screaming out for a Dad, it will burn into his memory and that lasting memory will be passed on to the next generation until every child knows that they are known and loved by God the Father.

Friday, 17 January 2014

De je vu


In each of us lies a longing. A deep longing that most of us often don't realize we have.

This longing is deeply seated within every human being, it is the eternal seed of our true destiny and purpose - imparted to our spirits at birth by God our eternal father.

Déjà vu moments are moments where this eternal seed of eternity comes to the fore of our consciousness, it 'reminds' us of something we have forgotten.. but what it is can't be put into words albeit the depth in which we feel it.

Once this 'reminding' of the eternal comes to the surface it feels as though we have 'been there before' or 'had this moment in time again', because in eternity... there is no time.. Only the present moment. So past, present and our future longing of that eternal destiny collide into one single moment.

This is most often felt in childhood.. When our hearts and minds aren't tainted by what 'reality is', what 'adults think' or by what 'grown ups know is reality''.


So when we have a Déjà vu moment, it is a 'remembering' of those moments in childhood we have forgotten about. 

Children live in a constant state of wonder... A state which with growing through adolescence and our own self awareness we lose.. and it is this state that causes children to be in a perpetual state of amazement, surprise and excitement with the world, this is also where 'play' comes from - another joy lost as we transition into 'adulthood'.

Losing this state of wonder and awareness of the eternal in and around us as we grow older causes a certain type of sadness in us, most often subconsciously.

This is why Déjà vu is usually tainted with a certain kind of melancholy... About what we as adults have lost. This loss of wonder, of losing grasp of our our true origin and therefore our true destiny and purpose has caused man to create many things in the world around us.. Great buildings, great enterprises and all sorts of industrious wonders. All in an attempt for us to again find our purpose and significance in the world.


While there is nothing wrong with these things in themselves, one can't help but wonder... would we be better off playing in the sandpit with our friends? knowing of course that God loved us to our core and that he has our eternal destiny safe in his hands?...

Maybe this would cause us to know that God was all around us, in everything we feel and see?...

And as children, even in the love of our friend opposite us? Helping us to build the moat which surrounds our magical sand castle made of sticks and sand?