AN ODE TO FATHERHOOD



By Akin Ojumu

Lucky are you if you have a father to call your own. You’ll never know what it feels like to be fatherless.

To comprehend the vastness of the hollowness of the soul of the fatherless, you’d have to walk in the shoes of the man without a father. Fatherlessness creates a canyon of emptiness in the deep innermost parts of the fatherless. Not having a father digs a hole in the heart that is dark, formless and void.

Without the love of a father the fabrics of a man’s being shrivel like an old rag. A childhood marked by fatherlessness is like building a house with faulty foundation on a sinking sand. Such a man is left unshielded from the whirlwind of this world and he is far more easily blown away by the many vicissitudes of life. The stuff life throws at him leaves him hammered, battered, and shattered without a father to shield and shelter him from the unkind arrows of living.

Going through life not having a father’s hand to hold on to is like sending a ship out to sea during a raging storm with torn sails and no compass. A man who grows into adulthood but has never felt the warmth and security of a father’s embrace is a man who would stumble through life with a broken heart; his injured heart leaves him incapacitated, debilitated, and mutilated.

If you have a father, you may never appreciate how lucky you are. "Malu ti o niru, Oluwa lo nba le esinsin" (It is God that helps a tailless cow drive away flies). Same with the fatherless, he is not completely hapless or helpless. The Almighty God is a Father to the fatherless, and His love is full, wholesome, and everlasting.

So, to all those who have never had a father to call their own, may the love of our Heavenly Father heal your wounded hearts. Happy Father's Day.

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