The one gift not wrapped in glitter

As I was growing up I thought he was a superhero, you know another version of superman. He was always able to fix everything that was wrong and even when people were not nice to us I always knew that if I had him on my side all would be well. My dad has never allowed anything to stop him from loving us. When I was young probably three years old his mum and sisters were not fond of my mum and so this day after my dad left they came and insulted her a lot. When my dad came and heard what happened he was so angry that he fought everyone until my grandpa had to stop him and call a family meeting. When everyone was settled down in my grandma’s house, my dad lifted me and put me on the table and said to me “Rudia nyuma yangu (say this after me) kutoka leo hatutawai rudi huku tena ata shida itupate hatutawai rudi huku tena amen. (from today we will never come back here even if problems come our way amen) I repeated the declaration and after I was done he said to them that we would never come back until they realized that my mother was there to stay and they were ready to respect her. At that time this words sounded just like a funny declaration but now I do see the magnitude of it all. My dad was ready to leave his family because we came first to him. (don’t worry I’ll tell you what happened in another edition but we stayed away from them for close to a year) The reason that I started with that glimpse is that now that it is father’s day I’m not even sure how to appreciate my dad. He is the gift that God delivered to me and even though he is not covered in glitter his actions shine. There is no school to learn how to be a dad but if you are not one already you might want to learn a few things from my dad and if you already are a dad stay tuned for a refresher course.

One day my brother and I went out for a concert until past our curfew. We had a well planned lie but too bad my dad already knew where we were. We walked into the house with our rehearsed lies and went ahead to narrate it to my dad and he was quiet and we thought he bought it. When we were about to walk away he said “come and take my shoes from here and put the away” We both walked back towards him and no sooner had we bent down than we fell down like we had been electrocuted. He had this well curved cane right at his feet and he had just hit us simultaneously. Trust me when I tell you that it was so painful that I felt like my whole body was on fire but that was just but the beginning. He gave us a few more hits before the truth was flowing out of us like a water from a fountain. We even confessed mistakes from months before. Oh all week in school our sore bodies turned us to the best students ever. All I’m saying is a dad should be a disciplinarian and also able to call it when his kids are lying(this takes skill and full knowledge of your kids)

A dad takes his children side even if all the evidence shows that the kid is guilty. In what I like to call my past life😉😉, I orchestrated a strike in my school. Everyone from the student, teachers, school board and even villagers knew and said it was me but my dad defended me until everyone started doubting their conviction. I was suspended and when I went home my dad was angry and I was disciplined but when it was time to go back to school he defended me every step of the way. I went into the board and council of elders(this by itself can tell you how much serious trouble I was in) and as soon as we walked in my dad told them “My daughter is the best child you will ever have and you losing her will be such a down fall to this school. She has shown that she has influence and you wouldn’t want her to not be on your side. She believes in God and so if she really did something it means it really had to be done so if you punish her it will seem you are fighting God’s good 
work” I was about to burst out laughing when one of them said ” we are so sorry we never looked at it that way and yes she can come back we wouldn’t want her against us” I was so excited even though I was indeed guilty. This action to me as a child gave me security because I knew that even if it was the world against me I had all I needed a great warrior, my dad. (Just so you know he really did whip my behind for being that reckless)

A dad should always show up. My siblings and I are the type of children that join all clubs in school. My dad shows up to everything from horrible rehearsals to all the games we lost. He cheers us on and even makes up really bad sounding songs but all to show us support. A great dad should love his kids mother and treat her well. My dad and mum are best friends and their relationship has taught how to related with each other and even with others. I know that not many families will ever get to the place that we are in because not many people like the work but trust me it is worth it. The world might crumble by my side but the foundation of my family keeps me steady.

Today as we celebrate our fathers keep these few things in mind. Celebrate your dad always not because they might die one day but because appreciation is just an encouragement to show them they are doing right. As a woman even if you are capable of doing it all by yourself never deny your children the chance of having a dad. A dad is not the money, provision or even the soccer games a dad is a presence and you cannot do it as a woman. For those whose biological dads are not with us anymore, look keenly around you God has placed men there to embrace you and it is up to you to walk into that blessing. I believe in my heart of hearts that God never leaves voids in our life. For those who are planning to be dads, trust me it is a very hard job especially if your kids are like my siblings and I but it is so worth it. For those that are dads already, up your game. Be priests, prophets and kings to your children but don’t forget to be clowns, friends, cheerleaders and defenders. I believe that my dad is the best dad in the universe but you can all work hard to be second best.

Happy fathers’ day to you all amazing dads. Feel free to share your great dad experiences with me on the comments or on my email. i’d like to hear from you.

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