Father and Son

"The greatest battles of life are fought out daily in the silent chambers of the soul."
David O. McKay

It's a beautiful sight. To see a father and son talking. To see two men who are so alike, yet worlds apart-trying to reconnect. The miles of separation makes the boys who are now men...
feel like insecure children...not quite knowing what to say--or how to say what they mean....when really -all they want to say, is "I love you-I've missed you...I need you."

Sometimes it takes a near tragedy to send the walls crashing down...to remove the great divide that separates us... and imprisons us in the futility of fear. Fear is a force that fuels our insecurities and locks us in our own private time warp...where we worry about rejection and betrayal. Frozen in time...we are simply afraid to break the ice...to lose our grip on who we have become--because somewhere deep inside we know-it's not who we should have become.

My son and his dad are treading on thin ice....trying to take the plunge, full well knowing the icy water below them is just waiting for one misstep...for one crack in the ice...And I can tell-by their faces...they are scared-though they'll never say so-worried -that maybe they will never connect-afraid that somehow their matching DNA isn't enough to keep the home fires burning.

But I have faith...where there's a will-there's a way. And the will--our free will--always determines when and if we let go and let God...and when God gets in the way...the sky's the limit.

My heart goes out to these two men--and so do my prayers--because I know that true freedom is a hug and a kiss away...in a simple outstretched hand, a voice of support and in the genuine heartfelt desire to rekindle the bonfire of love between father and son....Yes I have faith...and the conviction that letting go of our fears in order to love someone-produces the greatest freedom of all...and by giving love and receiving love...we break down the walls that divide...while mending the broken hearted.

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