
The Overcomer Dad
To him that overcometh
will I grant to sit
with me in my throne,
even as I also
overcame,
and am set down with
my Father
in his throne.
— Revelation 3:21
He comes to our house and cleans our
windows. Afterwards, the world looks much brighter and clearer. He's that good.
This last time, he said two things
that seemed contradictory: first, that he couldn't wait to get home to play
with his baby daughter, and second, that he has his twin 7-year-old sons
already in training for football. Each day, they strap on ankle weights and
jump on the back-yard trampoline, knees to stomach, 1,000 times. Then he has
them run around the house 40 times. When he gets home, they do some timed
40-yard dashes, too.
Whoa, I responded. Why so tough on
those boys?
His reply was matter-of-fact. "I
never had parents," he said. "I could have done something if I would have had a
father backing me.
"I guess I'm setting it up for my
kids to not have to go through what I did."
You could see the heartbreak . . .
but also the pride. He was failed as a child, but he got over it. Now he's
doing his fatherhood job the right way, all the way.
His face softened. The story spilled
out:
He was in second grade when his mom
and dad placed him and his brother in a home for boys. Married and in their
20s, they just couldn't take care of them. Or didn't want to.
Although he excelled in sports and
school, and appreciated his houseparents and teachers, a hole in his heart was
ripped open by that abandonment. It was a living hell.
The OTHER boys went home for a month
in the summer. Why not him?
Many of THEIR dads showed up at
their sports events. Why not his?
He started smoking, which ruined his
athletic career. Then he started running away, joining gangs, carrying Chinese
nightsticks, drinking, and stealing for a living.
He was a criminal before he was 18.
"If you don't catch it when they're young," he muses now, nearly 20 years
later, "it can get out of hand immediately, especially the way we live now in
the world.
"You've got all these people saying,
'Hey, I got nothing to live for. Let's go blow up a mall or do a drive-by . . .
just to be heard.'"
Chilling, isn't it? So is what
happened next:
He burglarized hundreds of houses.
Inevitably, he got caught. The judge sent him to The Big House - the state
penitentiary. It was horrible.
He got out, and says he hasn't
stolen a thing since. But he did get a third DWI, and faced a return to prison
and the permanent loss of his driver's license.
But during sentencing, he broke down
in front of the judge . . . and she had mercy. She ordered him into intensified
probation, with a six-month life skills class at his own expense. In that
class, he finally found himself.
He quit drinking.
He quit hanging out with criminals.
He got a job.
He and his brother confronted their
parents, and learned that they had been abandoned, too; they just didn't know
any better.
He realized he had the power to
break the cycle. He wanted to. He had to.
So he did.
Now, he's got his own business, a
nice house, a loving woman, and "tremendous" kids. Nurturing them is healing
him, he says. He goes to church every Sunday, and credits God for his
turnaround.
"I think you have to take your life
and put it in faith," he said. "Trust yourself to somebody that's 'way higher
than you, and you're going to go 'way farther."
And be rewarded. Just like Jesus
trusted our Heavenly Father. He didn't deserve the hell he got, either. But he
overcame the worst imaginable adversity to break the cycle of sin, once for all
time.
So Happy Father's Day to all those
out there who are overcomers -- who do what you know you should, no matter what
-- everything it takes to keep our children's windows on the world clean and clear
and bright. †