I hold her at night
To share the warmth that I hope to generate
Juts by reassuring that I love her
That we are going to be fine

I hugged her last night
Before she closed her eyes to sleep
I told her that I will always love her
And that it was just the two of us now
She said “Mummy, I love you too”
“And Daddy will be here soon”
I closed my eyes, holding back the tears
And as lovingly as I could
I told her he won’t be with us anymore

With the softest sadness and love in her eyes
She squeezed my hand
And whispered, “Okay, mummy, I love you”
I wanted to cry
But I held that teardrop in my eye
I had to be strong
I’m all she’s got now

(Part2)
I came home from work
She was about to fall off to sleep
But she got on her feet and ran to me
She hugged me and kissed me
-I felt so secure
Then came that sad look in her eyes
“Why are you sad, my baby?” I asked
“I’m sad for my daddy” was her reply,
“He don’t come to see me no more”
I told her it was okay
That I was here for her
She smiled and hugged me
And God, I wanted to cry
“I still love you mummy, you won’t leave me? please”

Today it’s common to see the father’s role disparaged in media, many times making him out to be a bumbling, inept fool while the children are saved by an almost superhuman mother. This is a subtle but withering attack on the proper role of the father. “The effect of filling our childrens’ heads with negative images of fathers, of ignoring men who share equally in raising their children”, says Dr. Ross Parke, “and of showing nothing but part-time or no-time father is, quite simply, devastating” (Throwaway Dads, 1999, p. 81)

Modern literature thrives on this caricature of the father figure. Books such as Raising Boys Without Men exemplify this radical vision of children not needing fathers. Yet, when we see the statistics on how hedonistic and dysfunctional society is becoming by following such ideas, we ask, Where have all the fathers gone? Where is their leadership? The answer? Many have selfishly deserted their responsibilities. But others have been cowed by today’s liberal, morally relativistic culture and have slowly relinquished their God-given roles as providers, protectors, teachers and nurturers.

A particular unsettling passage from the book of Isaiah describes society not only as it was in Isaiah’s day but prophetically as it would be at the time before Christ’s return. It is eerily similar to what we see today: “I will give children to their princes, and babes shall rule over them. He people will be oppressed, every one by another and every one by his neighbour; the child will be insolent toward the elder and the base toward the honourable… The look on their countenance witnesses against them, and they declare their sin as Sodom; they do not hide it. Woe to their soul! For they have brought evil upon themselves…As for My people, children are their oppressors, and women rule over them” (Isaiah 3:4-5, 9, 12)

Yes, it was prophesied that the father’s role would one day be mostly forfeited in the face of an increasingly blind and lawless society. “Much of our national discussion on youth crime”, writes sociologist David Blankenhorn, ”simply ignores the elephant in the room called “fatherlessness”. Moreover, many analysts come quite close to viewing all traditional norms of fatherhood not as a remedy for the problem of youth violence but rather as a leading cause of it” (“Fatherless America, 1995. p. 29).

So we have a duty to resist following society’s evil ways. One crucial was is by strengthening the family unit as best we can.

We must realize the importance both the father and the mother have in properly rearing children and not give in to the false notions commonly presented that alternative lifestyle parenting is just as good.


(Good News, A magazine of understanding, May-June 2006 Volume 11, Number 3, p. 6)

My three-old daughter and I were having a little game of soccer with my young cousin and my younger sister. My daughter was about to kick the ball, and it looked as if she was going to kick it real hard at me. I told her kick gently as I was afraid (playfully). Her response, in absolute confidence was, and i quote: "Don't be scared mummy; Just get ready". Her words left me speechless. What she said to me meant so much, as if she had been with me, watching me grow in fear of so many things, including relationships, decision -making, my career path...what's a life lived in fear of getting hurt or dying?

I just thought that I'd share this.

It’s all so confusing. Not knowing what to believe. My partner (at that time) and I had a relationship that he believed was strong and swore it was the real thing. He pledged his love for me and the next thing you know it, I was a month pregnant with his child. He told me he deliberately gave us this child because he loved me and wanted to be with me and our children forever. I carried the child, believing that he loved me that much. I gave birth, and learned that he still wanted us so much to be together, so, like any other mother in love with Child and Father, I kept the family going. I introduced them to each other and taught my daughter to accept him over the years. I gave her excuses as to why he didn’t come and see her, hoping that she wouldn’t think badly of him. He met someone new while he was still loving me, and has decided to leave me, now it seems like it’s because of her, even though he told me that it was me. He told me that he was never going to leave me or my daughter, even though he was already with the other woman. He told me he wouldn’t see other women, or be with other women, but how can I ever believe any more of his empty promises. He made an Oath to God, Pledging his love and support and commitment to me and our little family while I was pregnant and then for the following four years, but now, he’s left…left me with a child that he deliberately brought to keep us together. The child is here now, and is no more a reason for love and honour or family. I feel like I was used and tricked. I believed that he was a God-fearing man, as he would never make promises to God and not be faithful to them. But I love him and our family and I there’s only thing that I can do, and that’s to keep loving him. Did he use me? Was it that bad that he had bring our daughter into half a family. Why did he lie? Why did he make those promises to God, to me, to our families and our daughter? Are all men like this? Why would he do such a thing? These are just my thoughts. I can’t imagine anyone ever knowing the answers.

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