Today, nearly twenty years later, that same celebrity has become an icon to the LGBT community and even won several Emmy’s for her new talk show. This blog post is not to attack this woman or anyone else; on a personal level, I pray for her. However, I want to point out the shift in our society over the last few decades.
Family has been traditionally and Biblically defined as a heterosexual husband and wife and their children. I understand that things can happen, such as divorce, taking one parent out of the equation. Life can be difficult and an uphill battle to climb.But we cannot continue to pretend that when parents make certain choices, there aren’t consequences that reflect upon the children. We’ve seen a growing number of fatherless children in our world. The statistics for fatherless children are shocking: 75% of fatherless children are more likely to live in poverty, 85% of incarcerated people were raised without a father, 6 out of every 10 teen pregnancies are from fatherless homes, and 71% of all high school dropouts come from a fatherless home.
While our media keeps trying to redefine what family is, the truth is that the children are suffering. We seem to be so caught up in our own arguments that we neglect to see that children need a mother and a father. Children need to be loved. The family has been attacked and violated, especially in this day and age. So what do we do? Do we continue to sit on our couch vantage points and look at the world changing before our eyes on our television sets; yet reason with ourselves that as long as our personal bubble isn’t affected, all is well? Or do we choose to make a difference?
I realize that sometimes the problems in our society can seem so big and it’s easy to think that one person and one voice can’t make a difference. I remember years ago I was having the same argument with the Lord. I kept telling Him that I was just one person and I couldn’t make a difference. Not long after that, I was in an inner city park picking up glass. As I watched two young girls giggling on the swings, I could feel the Holy Spirit speak to me, “That piece of glass will never end up in that child’s knee.” My small contribution was making a difference.
When you join the God Day movement, you are making a difference. If you buy a pair of shoes for a fatherless child, you have been a reassuring hug that says, “I care.” If you are one of the many who are praying and helping get the word out, you are saying, “I believe that restoring honor to God is needed and worth my time.” If you are one of the many volunteers that are going to help us on that day, you are part of the God Day movement that is taking our world by storm. One day, we will all give an account for how we spent our lives on the earth. Do you want the account of your life to be one that did nothing, or one that chose to make a difference?
