God’s got it. I know that. He has shown in so many ways, and in so many instances! I have faith in Him.
But sometimes in my heart of hearts, I wonder how He will work it out.
Today, I got a bit of an answer.
My dear friend Lorie had my little two over to play at her house with her youngest. They were playing Playmobil and had invented a game with families. Jackson was the dad, and Lorie started listening. Did he get it? Did he understand the dad role?
Praise God, he did! She said he was the proper mix of kind and strong and firm and loving. He gets being a dad, even though he was 2 1/2 when his dad died.
Now, I will take very little credit for how he learned the dad role. I certainly don’t act the part “dad” but stick to “mom.” It would not be a real representation of dads anyway, nor of moms.
My oldest steps up and acts the dad a bit, being a very loving big brother, especially with the little two.
I think, though, mostly Jackson has seen it modeled around him, and for that I am so grateful. Men at church have taken all the boys under their wing and modeled Biblical manhood for them. Neighbors and friends have allowed them to help them build things, fix things, take care of the house. They have talked endlessly about sports and guns and “guy stuff.” They are crucial to me surviving as a single mom.
Even in a world where dads are often ridiculed as dumb, unnecessary, or irrelevant (look at most TV dads), the men around us are coming out of their comfort zones and away from their own busy home life to work with my boys. My guys are getting what they need to be dads themselves some day. The gap is being filled.
God’s got it, and I don’t have to worry.
And that is certainly manna to this momma’s heart.
Now to Him who is able to do immeasurably more than all we ask or imagine, according to His power that is at work within us, to Him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus throughout all generations, for ever and ever! Amen.– Ephesians 3:20-21