The other morning I had a lovely experience. It had nothing to do with celebrity gossip, news, politics or any thought provoking world or community issue but with a beautiful relationship that I was reminded that I had.
Growing up I didn’t have a relationship with my biological father. My parents separated when I was little (maybe three or four) and for the longest time I thought that it did not affect me much. I used to think “all I really need is my mother; she’s all I have ever had anyway and besides how can you miss something that you never had?” Thus I went on through all of my childhood and many of my teenage years thinking that my mother was all I needed. My mother and God.
I came to know the Lord at a very early age, and started to develop what I thought was a relationship with him quickly. As a child I used to hear God being referred to as a “father” and adapted that term for him into my own vocabulary. However I am now realizing that at the time it was just a title; I did not actual see him as my father. I respected and reverenced him and saw God as omnipotent and omniscient but did not see him the same way that I saw my mother; as someone who was personally interested in me, someone who truly knew and loved me in an intimate way. I did not see him as a parent. I did not see him as a “father”. To be honest I don’t think I ever really understood the concept of what a father is and does.
When I was 9 my mother remarried to my stepfather. He was a good man and was good to me, and I do believe that he genuinely loved me. Although I loved and appreciated having him as a part of my life there was always this void, a section of my heart that was shut off to others that no one not even he could fill. Sadly when I was 19 my stepfather died and as I transitioned into adulthood I became increasingly more aware of deeply seeded issues that I have in regards to my father not being around. In fact I have struggled more as a grown woman with those issues than I ever did as a child.
As a child and even now as an adult I have always loved classic soul, R&B, and Motown. I used to think that I was born in the wrong era because I had such an appreciation for the music of the generation before me. I am a big fan of artists such as Marin Gaye, The Temptations, Sam Cooke, Aretha Franklin, The Manhattans, and Smokey Robinson. In fact one of my favorite songs (one that I have been humming to myself a lot lately) is “Shining Star” by the Manhattans. I have always liked that song but I fell in love with it several years ago when it was played at my Pastor’s daughter’s wedding for their father/daughter dance. My Pastor is a man who I have considered a father figure for much of my life. He has four daughters (one of them my best friend) and he is the most outstanding example of a man, husband, and father that I have ever known. As the song was playing during his daughter’s wedding I thought “what a fitting song coming from a father to his daughter. I bet he really feels that way about her. She is as unique and beautiful to him as a bright and shining star. I wished my father felt that way about me”. After that every time I heard that song I thought of my Pastor and his daughter (and my relationship with my own father).
Lately I have been really struggling with my thoughts and I can feel myself slipping into a dark place away from the person that I used to be and becoming more obsessed with my absentee father, growing bitter and angry. Sometimes I don’t even recognize me. The other day I was feeling particularly drained, more than usual. I stayed up this night until about 4 am not really doing anything important but I was just not tired. In the midst of being awake I once again started to think about my father, and who I was rapidly becoming. Feelings of anger, betrayal, and hatred started to surface. This Incredible feeling of apathy and disconnect began to consume me. Suddenly my body started to experience a very abrupt exhaustion and I became extremely tired. I thought “you know what, its time for me to lie down. Tomorrow is another day and whatever personal demons I have to contend with will still exist then. I don’t and can’t figure this out right now.”
So I went to lie down and decided to set my alarm clock before doing so. Now I usually don’t set my alarm because most days I wake up on time without it, but I did this morning because I was going to bed so late and did not want to over sleep for work the next morning. When morning came I woke up without the assistance of the alarm as usual. I looked over at the clock wondering why it had not gone off, hoping that I had not slept through it. When I turned over I realized that I had woken up 15 minutes before it was set to go off. So I laid there for a few minutes thinking
“should I turn off the alarm because I am already awake?” and I quickly decided that I was too lazy to do that and dozed back off to catch a light sleep. After what seemed like only a minute or two, I heard the static of the radio and through it the lyrics of a song starting to form. As I began to wake out of my slumber and heard the music more clearly I began to recognize the melody. It was “Shining Star” by the Manhattans! I could not believe it at first. I felt God communicating directly to me through the words of that song. It was so surreal I felt as if I was in another dimension for a second.
“Honey you are my shining star, don’t you go away” were the words I tuned into. “Honey I’ll never leave you lonely” were the ones that pierced my soul. God woke me up that morning by singing me a song. It was his personal, intimate way of letting me know that I was his daughter and that I have never been alone. Even though my earthly father may not have been there, he is and always was. My father told me that morning, “I love you. You are special and important to me. You have been a good daughter and I want you to draw nearer, because to me you are as unique and beautiful as a bright, shining star.”
I am not perfect. There are still a lot of things that I am working on about me. I don’t quite know it all and probably never will but I tell you what I do know; I do know that I do not have to do this alone. I have a father in heaven who loves and cares about me, and he’ll never leave me lonely.
Those who are wise will shine as bright as the sky, and those who lead many to righteousness will shine like the stars forever. Daniel 12:3 (New Living Translation)