There are days that pass when I forget to pray for him, forget to ask God to live in him fully, to abide in him, to change him fully into Christ’s likeness. There are days that I can do nearly everything while thinking of him and yet neglect to do this one thing that he needs most. There are days when my vision of what a daddy can be and do are just too small and these are the days when I forget to beg my big God for more.
John Paton, missionary to Vanuatu in the 19th century writes this about his father…
“My dear father walked with me the first six miles of the way. His counsels and tears and heavenly conversation on that parting journey are fresh in my heart as if it had been but yesterday; and tears are on my cheeks now as freely now as then, whenever memory steals me away to the scene….
For the last half-mile or so we walked on together in almost unbroken silence, -my father, as was often his custom, carrying hat in hand, while his long, flowing yellow hair streamed like a girls’ down his shoulders.
His lips kept moving in silent prayers for me; and his tears fell fast when our eyes met each other in looks for which all speech was vain. We halted on reaching the appointed parting place; he grasped my hand firmly for a minute in silence, and then solemnly and affectionately said:
‘God bless you, my son! Your father’s God prosper you, and keep you from all evil!’
Unable to say more, his lips kept moving in silent prayer: in tears we embraced, and parted. I ran off as fast as I could; and, when about to turn a corner in the road where we would lose sight of me, I looked back and saw him still standing with head uncovered where I had left him-gazing after me.…
…I caught a glimpse of him climbing the dyke and looking after me! He did not see me, and after he had gazed eagerly in my direction for a while he got down, set his face towards home, and began to return-his head still uncovered and his heart, I felt sure, still rising in prayers for me.
I watched through blinding tears, till his form faded from my gaze; and then hastening on my way, vowed deeply and oft, by the help of God, to live and act so as never to grieve or dishonor such a father and mother as He had given me.”
I read this and remember the one thing Daddy needs this year–more of Christ. And since I’m not Christ and can’t box Christ up, I need to do the one thing I can. I need to ask Christ to give more of Himself to Daddy, to comfort him more, to teach him more, to lead him into more truth-to change him into Christ’s likeness. I read this account of John’s father and remember that this same spirit that indwelt his father lives here inside of us. I read this and my vision for all Jason can be enlarges. I bow my knees and pray that Christ would give Daddy the one thing he really needs.
“If you then, though you are evil, know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more will your Father in heaven give the Holy Spirit to those who ask him!” Luke 11:13
60 Days of Prayer
Do you see that verse? “How much more will your Father give the Holy Spirit to those who ask!” Let’s pray for the Holy Spirit to be given to the people of Slovenia today and for the women there to raise their voices in prayer for the fathers to father as John Paton’s did.