This image of Saturn from the satellite on its final approach to burn up in Saturn’s atmosphere reminds me of the awesomeness of the creator of our universe.
Father’s Day
I decided to write this blog today as I stand in this line of 50 souls waiting to be seated at the Breakfast Bar a popular “black owned” restaurant in Atlanta.
People greeting all the men in line with a bright “Happy Father’s” caught off me guard as I write this blog holding this cell phone thumbs aflying typing these words to you. Sweet sunshine in the air on this beautiful day, birds flyin, people in conversation reminding me of the beauty of all God’s creations.
I have had the inclination a couple of times this morning to feel “a certain way” about standing in this breakfast line alone on this Father’s day without, as they say, “text the first” from any of my children. I’m sure somebody will hit me up soon. As God would have it, I just received this text as I am typing this blog to you:
My dear Dr.Johnson, happy Father’s Day to you too. Pater familiar, May God bless you beyond measure.
Fr. Mark
I also noticed that my oldest son had already texted me:
Happy Father’s Day to you too Dad!!! You have any plans?
Good thing I didn’t get in my feelings about no one hitting me up with a Happy Father’s Day this morning.
With that being said, “Happy Fathers Day to all the dads. I hope you are happy today and always”.
Breakfast Bar Line
The line has reduced to 10 people in front of me since I started this post to you. The wind just blew past me with people greeting each other as they join the people in front of me who have apparently saved the a place in the long ass line. It’s all good though. Hopefully I can get a bite to eat before I am due back at church for mass #2 this morning.
My Father’s vision.
When I decided to leave Los Angeles to work on my doctorate degree in Kansas City, I left my wife and youngest child to live in Kansas City with my two daughters until she would arrive months later. My dad and mom had died years before then and I was steeped in the reality of fatherhood as I enrolled the girls in school, found a house to live in, enroll in the Conservatory, and began my new life away from Los Angeles for the first time.
So I’ll cut to the chase. One night I was awoken by some beautiful singing. I rose from my bed and what appeared to me to be my dad and the rest of his quartet sitting in a circle singing. I would proceed the break into laughter as the music brought me so much joy. Stomach ache laughter which would continue for 3 to 4 hours.
I received this visit from heaven as confirmation from my deceased father that I was doing the right thing. Headed in the right direction. I think about that night a lot and thank God for allowing my dad to come down from the heavenly choir to sing me stupid happy. It was very much needed and appreciated. Happy Father’s Day dad.
My Heavenly Father
As I viewed the picture of Saturn sent back to us before the satellite’s final first voyage into Saturn’s atmosphere, I am in awe of the awesomeness and expanse of God.
I am embarrassed thinking of anytime I felt in or out of control of anything on this earth. I am focused today on my smallness in this infinite universe. I share this perspective as it relates to everything on this earth. Man’s creations and thoughts pale in comparison to the magnitude of this universe. Our truth and lies are like the mist upon the ocean waters. The insignificance of man’s opinion and actions are apparent to me today.
I thank the Creator for giving me the opportunity to manifest his goodness on this tiny earth. I want to be God’s hands and feet for other human beings while I am on this journey on earth.
I want to always keep in mind that God is way bigger than anything I could ever think or create. I pray that we can all keep our journeys in perspective knowing that the God who created the great expanse of this universe bothered to create specks of dust like us to make a difference on this beautiful life giving planet.
Happy Fathers Day!