Father’s Day is bittersweet for me this year. It’s the first year I’ve been through this holiday without my dad. I miss him a lot, but one of the things I love is to be told that I resemble him in some way. When he was alive, he loved for people to draw comparisons between us. It made him proud to see that I was following in his footsteps. Now that he’s gone, those comparisons help me feel closer to him and keep his memory strong.
This has also made me think about my heavenly Father.
You see, I love Him every bit as much as my earthly father. But I hadn’t thought much about how I resemble Him.
Until this year, I’d always squirmed uncomfortably when someone pointed out how they could see God in me. I shied away from that for fear of becoming prideful. I couldn’t have been more wrong.
I’ve come to understand that God loves it when others draw a parallel between us. When they see the resemblance, it’s not because I’m trying to take something from my heavenly Father, it’s because I’m becoming more like Him.
So every morning I pray, asking for these things:
I ask God to give me eyes like His so I can see world in pain and be used to make it a better place.
I ask God to give me hands like His, gentle but strong. I want to be capable of comforting those who are hurting and protecting those who cannot protect themselves.
I ask God to give me feet like His. I need the stamina to walk out the tasks He’s given me, and to carry those He’s asked me to help.
Most of all, I ask God to give me a heart like His. I want my heart to beat in perfect rhythm with my heavenly Father’s, loving where He loves, see potential, and reaching out to those others find unloveable.
And now when someone finds a resemblance between me and my Father, I smile, knowing that Abba is pleased that others have noticed that I am becoming more and more like Him.
Imitate God, therefore, in everything you do, because you are his dear children. Ephesians 5:1 (NLT)