father

father

by Joel Howard

In an age of middle fingers

In a time of cursing God

In a time of killing mothers

In a day of murder and death

In a season of humanity

Of hatred, racism and violence

Loving ourself has become the precedent

We forget that we have all left

Each of us were prodigals

Some still are

Each of us sinners

Each of us far

Far from our fathers

And far from God

The cry of Malachi

Still has a sound

"Turn the hearts of the fathers

To their children

And the hearts of children

To their dads"

In an age where souls are restless, restless

In an age where trends follow fads

In a time when tables are growing empty

In a time when screens our faces demand

In a time where emptiness is prevalent

Its a time we need another dad

Another dad, that I would be

A father to humanity

Scoop the lost ones in our arms

Love the loveless, cure the harm

There's a new way we can see this world

The way that Jesus saw it too

As he looked and saw a plentiful harvest

Saying that the workers are few

Can we be a dad to humanity's children?

Can we be the moms to the world brimming over? 

Can we foster children spiritual and real? 

Can we be the father to the fatherless? 

Let us be a father to the fatherless