March 5, 2013

A Fathers Love (guest post by Jon)

It's 2:45 A.M., and here I am writing my first blog post, ever. This all started an hour and a half ago, 1:15 to be exact. Tossing and turning in bed, not able to sleep, I decided to reach out to my Heavenly Father through prayer. I find comfort knowing that He is there to hear me, even in the late hours half way around the world. While lying there, I have next to me a thirty-three month old little girl, who has to be scared out of her mind. This little girl practices summersaults in her sleep, all while grinding her teeth non-stop. In an effort to escape the teeth grinding and elbows to the back, the only logical thing to do was to take a hot bath, and it felt great!
In the stillness of the running water, I started to reflect on how I was feeling. To be quite honest with you, the word that came to mind is 'hurt.' Here I have a little girl whom I want to share all of my love with, and she won't accept it. Don't get me wrong, she acknowledges me, she even calls me "Daddy." But when she gets scared, she doesn't come to me, she runs to Virginia. Oh, how I wish just one time she would spread those arms wide open, run to me, embrace me, and non-verbally tell me "Daddy, I love you." I do realize that this little girl has a past, quite possibly a past that causes her to fear men. Or maybe she's never even really been exposed to men? I can understand that, but it still hurts.
I was prepared for this, at least I thought I was. But to be honest with you, I really thought that she would attach to me and that Virginia would be feeling this way. Saying I was wrong would be an understatement.
In this moment, I felt my Heavenly Father speak to me. He said, "Now you know how I feel when my children acknowledge that I exist, but don't truly love or trust me." When I heard this, I wanted to let everyone I know, know. So, here I am, in the early morning hours in China, trying to let as many people that I can know. How?By hijacking my wifes blog; I hope she doesn't mind.
If you've never opened your arms and embraced the love that your Heavenly Father has for you, I'm begging you to do so. From one father to another, I beg you. Repent from your sin ("For all have sinned and fall short of the Glory of God." Romans 3:23, "For the wages of sin is death." Romans 6:23), and accept that Christ has paid the price for your sins ("...God commandeth His love toward us, in that, while we were yet sinners, Christ died for us." Romans 5:8). Please, open your arms and run to Him!
As I continue to pray that my sweet little Meilil will finally make the decision that she can trust me, I will also pray for each of you, that you will run lovingly into your Fathers arms.
In Christ,


  1. You're one of the best men I've had the pleasure of knowing Jon. It's only a matter of time before she runs to you.

  2. Great post, Jon! Thanks for sharing with those of us who haven't been there...yet! :-)

  3. This is good stuff, Jon. You should write more often :-). I second Eric's statement by the way.

  4. I've never met you, Jon but I know both your parents and they have to be terribly proud of you. Meilil loves you it's very openly visible in her face as I looked thru your pictures.