From a young age, I had dreams of one day being a Father. It took longer than I had originally thought. But, at the age of 32, I held my firstborn son, Thomas, in my arms. After a long, courageous night of laboring by my wife, my son finally emerged. I had visions of what that moment would be like, the emotions I would feel. I heard stories of father’s overcome with emotion and feeling that instant connection with this new person in their life, that would change their very identity as a man.
What I felt at that moment took me a long time to process. My mind and heart had been gearing up for this rush of emotion and to tell this story of a beautiful instant connection, but if I am honest with myself, what really was going through my brain was something like, “Who is this alien creature, and what am I supposed to do now?” I didn’t get this instant overjoyed emotion. In the moment, I remember thinking, what’s wrong with me? Am I a bad man, a bad Father?
What I’ve come to learn is that being a Father is something that doesn’t just happen, it’s something you must do! Cultures around the world have always had a Rite of Passage that marked the transition from boyhood to manhood. It usually involved some sacrifice, act of courage, or enduring some trial or pain. After witnessing my wife’s labors, I see it's fitting that there are no similar Rites of Passage for women. They don’t have to go outside themselves to seek pain or discomfort, their bodies are built for sacrifice. My wife spent 9 long months with this little one nestled under her beating heart. He was wrapped, protected, and nurtured by her body. As soon as my son was born, my wife was rushed with a flood of oxytocin, the bonding hormone. A woman’s body transforms through pregnancy and labor and motherhood.
Not much had physically changed in those nine months for me and I didn’t get any rush of oxytocin. But what I did feel in those early days was a strong sense of responsibility, to my wife and the new life entrusted to us. Being a Father was something I was going to have to do. It wasn’t going to just happen. I was going to have to work and to intentionally set the pace for the family; I knew I wanted to be the spiritual head of that family and form the culture of our family as one of faith. It's the action that brings out the love of the Father.
In terms of passing on faith, studies show that the responsibility uniquely depends on us fathers.
A study done by Baptist Press shows the importance of Fatherhood and passing on faith.
If a father doesn’t go to church, even if his wife does, only 1 child in 50 will attend church as an adult.
If a father does go regularly, regardless of what the mother does, between 66% and 75% of those children will attend church as adults.
Father’s set the spiritual pace of the family. Every night I give my son, daughter, and wife a blessing by tracing a cross on their forehead and praying for them, our family, and our community. I do this not because I’m perfectly holy, I do it as a reminder to them, and to myself, that I’m called to serve God and to model the sacrificial love of the Father.
“And if you be unwilling to serve the Lord, choose this day whom you will serve…but as for me and my house, we will serve the Lord.” - Joshua 24:15