Because He Dropped His Seed…
By Charles H. Perkins
I recently had a conversation with a group of men who were very angry and bitter toward their fathers. They were trying to overcome “daddy issues as a result of having absentee fathers. When they heard that my father was not in my life, they were surprised to learn that I did not share their sense of anger, bitterness, hatred and abandonment. I wasn’t carrying a load of “daddy issues” around inside me. Over almost seven decades of life, I’ve made many life choices. Some good…some not so good. But, they were my choices. They were choices that I would not have had the chance to make, life I would not have had the chance to live had my father not dropped his seed.
Because he dropped his seed, I got to know my extraordinary mother.
Because he dropped his seed, I had the opportunity to play music and entertain people half way around the world a few times.
Because he dropped his seed, I met and married the love of my life.
Because he dropped his seed, I have a son, a daughter and a grand-daughter that I truly love and all of whom love me.
I have some great relationships with friends and relatives. I have met, shared with and learned from some most interesting people over the years all because he dropped his seed.
Because he dropped his seed, I am able to experience God’s tremendous love for me.
Because he dropped his seed, I have shared the gospel of Jesus Christ here in this country and through my websites, on every continent except Antarctica.
Most importantly, because he dropped his seed, I have eternal life in Jesus Christ.
How could I possibly be angry and bitter toward him? Without him, I would not have had this life that I have enjoyed so much. Do I wish we could have known each other and spent time doing the father/son thing? Of course I do. I would love to have known my father. When I heard that he had died, it was very painful. It didn’t hurt because of the loss of a father who had never been involved in my life. It hurt because of the loss of the opportunity for him to ever be in my life. Once he died, any chance to get to know him was gone. That hurt. There was disappointment. But, anger…bitterness? No. He did not give me time, or involvement, but, he did give me the most important thing. He gave me life. HE GAVE ME LIFE!!! And for that, I will always love him and be grateful to him because I have had a great life to date. …All because he dropped his seed. Thank you, Pops.
