Dads and Their Daughters
Two months have now passed since I had the privilege of accompanying my only daughter to a “Daddy-Daughter Dance.” My time with Arlee is just as vivid today as it was two months ago.
The purpose of the dance was to teach these young ladies how they should be treated by their future husbands. Obviously, it was also a very special one-on-one time for both the girls and their Dads. Arlee and I had a wonderful time that began with dinner together at a small Italian restaurant. As I looked at my beautiful daughter, I thought about what type of man she would marry. Would he be kind, God-fearing, and loving? Would he cherish her? Would he protect her at all cost despite danger to himself?
We arrived casually late for the dance. After Arlee warmed up to the idea of dancing in front of people, we were able to twirl, spin, and dance our way through the evening. I studied the room and saw many beaming faces of both little girls and fathers. Each face was glowing for a different reason. Perhaps the glow was from having the sole attention of their Father. Perhaps it was just being able to get dressed up, eat cookies and punch, and act silly. Or maybe it was the feeling of safety each young girl felt being with their Daddy. For the Dads, I assume it was the joy of seeing their daughters in a different light. I thought my daughter had a good time, but didn’t realize how good until we got home to tell Mommy all about it.
It was during my time of people-watching that I began to think about the young girls of Honduras. How many of those girls still have their Fathers in their lives? How many have been sent out by their Dad to sell themselves on the street to put food on the table? For the ones that do know and have good Fathers in their lives, how many of those girls would give a year of their life for opportunity to have 30 minutes with their Father’s undivided attention and love? Laura and I have had the privilege of meeting many very special young ladies in Honduras. Many of these young ladies are fatherless due to their father’s death, incarceration, or abandonment.
We have had the privilege of getting to know one of these young ladies fairly well. We don’t know the whole story about her father, but we do know her mother was the only parent in the household. After the death of her mother, this special girl and her siblings was sent to live with her aunt. The aunt assured Honduran officials that she would be well taken care of. Instead, the aunt quickly decided that if this special girl wanted to eat, she would have to go out and sell herself on the streets at the age of 14. Having no skills, little education, or money, this special girl was forced into sell her body to feed herself and her siblings. Luckily, one of the homes we will work with in Puerto Lempira uncovered this information. They were able to bring this sibling group into the home and into the arms of safety. Today, this special girl is a beautiful thriving 18 year old with a promising future. She is process of receiving a theology degree in order to minister to other children in Honduras.
Parents – hold and cherish your children a little tighter tonight. Your children are treasures that depend upon you more than you can imagine. We are fortunate to have all the safeguards in America that protect children. Other countries are not as fortunate. As we seek to relocate to Puerto Lempira in August of 2010, we would love your help! If you feel that you can help us share the love of a Father that will never leave or forsake with the children of Puerto Lempira, we would love to have you pray with us, to go with us and/or to give to support God’s work through our family.