The preacher at our church on Sunday morning invited each person whose father was in attendance to give him a hug and tell him that you love him.
We always sit in a corner of the church with the youth. There were only a few of our youth whose father was in attendance. We stood there, looking around at a church full of people hugging each other. The two young ladies next to me looked at each other sadly and, without saying a word, they hugged one another. That simple gesture was a commentary that spoke volumes on the state of too many of our families. Dad is not in the picture or he's too busy fishing to perform his duty as a father. How did this become acceptable? Where are all of the men?