This past Sunday was Father’s Day...a day set aside to honor dear ol’ dad with wonderful gifts that he’ll possibly use/wear once. (I remember a gray and yellow bow tie that we gave my grandfather one Father’s Day. I must have born some responsibility for the choice, because when he passed away, my grandmother made sure that I was given that tie...I don’t know what happened to it!)
As I mentioned, I made a special trip to San Antonio to be with my dad (and mom) during an especially stressful time for him. Why? Because I care for and love him. Because, well, he is my dad!
But, as I think about it, not only was this past Sunday Father’s Day...this coming Sunday is as well. We have set aside each and every Sunday to be a day when we honor our Heavenly Father.
Unlike the gifts we give our earthly father, though, the gifts we give our Heavenly Father are ones that He actually uses...all the time.
I’m not talking about the money we put in the collection plate each Sunday, I’m talking about the gift of ourselves.
In 2 Corinthians 8:5, Paul, in speaking about the generosity of the Macedonian churches says, “...they gave themselves first to the Lord and then to us in keeping with God’s will.”
When we became a Christian, we presented our self to God as an offering...to be used as He desired.
This means that, really, every day is Father’s Day...every day I must give myself to my Father, for Him to use in whatever way pleases Him.