Father’s Day — a different perspective
by LAUREN GROSS, Banner Intern
Jun 19, 2013 | 1003 views | 0 0 comments | 97 97 recommendations | email to a friend | print
Every third Sunday in June people all over the country take the opportunity to celebrate their fathers, husbands, grandparents and other significant men in their lives. Many stores are decked out with reminders of the date with rows of grills, tools, and other manly gifts that would be appreciated by this important family member.

Father’s Day for me, however, is a little different. I take Father’s Day as a chance to celebrate my mom and the sacrifices she has made for me. My parents were married for three years when my mom found out she was pregnant with me. Though she had spent those years fighting through his drug and alcohol addictions and physical abuse, she still tried to make the marriage work. When she discovered that a baby was coming into the picture, however, she quickly made the decision to save both her life and mine by following through with a divorce.

My mom had full custody of me throughout my entire life and I have never met my dad. When I began to ask questions about the dynamics of our family in comparison to others, my mom assured me that my dad was not around because he had made some bad decisions, but that God was my spiritual father and that I could always go to Him for my hearts’ longing.

Psalm 68:4-5 says, “Sing to God, sing in praise of His name, extol Him who rides on the clouds; rejoice before Him — His name is the Lord. A father to the fatherless, a defender of windows, is God in His holy dwelling.”

I grew up hearing this verse and relying heavily on the wisdom and strength of my mom. Mom never let me see the real struggle of raising me alone. Though she worked multiple jobs throughout my childhood she never complained or whined about the sacrifices she made for me. She never let me see when she was fighting to keep her head above water financially, emotionally or mentally.

Now I am 22 years old and, though I comprehend more of my mom’s sacrifice and love for me, I will still never fully understand how much she laid down to keep me safe, happy and healthy. I do not use Father’s Day as an outlet to mourn my fatherless childhood or complain about having a tough life because my dad was around. Rather I use it as an opportunity to celebrate my own mother for what she has done for me. She has worked hard enough to deserve recognition on both Mother’s Day and Father’s Day, in my eyes!

Happy Father’s Day, Mom. You did a wonderful job raising me into the woman you prayed I would become. I would not be the woman I am today without you and I will forever appreciate your love and care. I hope that I will one day be half the mom that you have been. Thank you for being my mom and dad.