Father's Day

I awoke at 7 am to the sound of my phone ringing. I looked at the caller ID and smiled.

It was my Dad on the line.

He was calling me to confirm where we were going to meet for our Father’s Day lunch later that day. In the past I would have been annoyed at him calling me so early in the morning.

Couldn’t have you just texted a brotha?

But over the past several years my attitude has changed. I am finally starting to understand the true value of my Dad.

This path towards understanding and appreciation wasn’t always a smooth one. When I was a little boy I looked up to him so much. He was one of the engineers that helped design the three rockets on the back of the Space Shuttle (he was not the O-Ring guy). I thought this was incredibly cool. For all intensive purposes my dad was a rocket scientist.

How many kids can say that?

But in a lot of ways that’s all that I knew about him. I knew he was super smart and by extension I was smart, because of course how could I not be? But I didn’t know much else. I could tell you this though… I sure knew that he always had something to say about what it means to be a man.

Dad: Ok Mayne your chore is to take out the trash.

6 year old Me: But why, why can’t Shawnte do it?

Dad: Because women don’t touch trash, men do. That’s the man’s job.

6 year old Me: FINE!

Growing up was a lot like this. Sometimes I felt like an indentured servant. He had me scrubbing the carpets, weeding the lawn (it was all weeds!!!), hauling rocks, cutting the grass (when we had grass) cleaning the garage, planting flowers, changing tires... Every time that he had me do these things he would help for the first hour or so. We would do it together so that he could show me how it should be done. Then he’d leave me to do it myself.

Man I hated that.

He also made us go to church every Sunday. He’d always connect some life lesson that he had for me with some scripture in the Bible.

Super annoying!!!!

I even decided to read the Bible from cover to cover in high school just to see if all that stuff he was saying was true! (drats… it was).

The first time that I began to understand these lessons he was teaching me was in high school. He had a 1988 Toyota Tercel while my Stepmom was stylin’ in her Bonneville. One day on the way home from school the following conversation happened:

Dad: do you know why I’m driving this car and she is driving her car?”

Me: No, why?

Dad: Because if anyone has to drive the beat up car it’s the man. If you have two cars and one might stop on the road then you drive that car. If you have one car then she gets to drive it and you take the bus. It’s the man’s job to make sure his wife is safe and secure.

Years later when I look back on all of the lessons, and nagging, and hard labor I realize that he was doing the best that he could to prepare me to be a good man.

Being a man means being a leader. And being a leader means being the biggest servant.

As I have grown into being a young man I am seeing the fruits of his labor in my values. Just like the rest of us my dad wasn’t perfect, but he did always try his best to be the best man and father he could be.

So when I was stirred from my sleep at 7 am Sunday morning I awoke with a smile on my face. I was happy because that phone call meant that I still have the opportunity to learn more and grow more with the guidance of a great man in my life.

It may have taken me a while to fully appreciate it, but I’m glad that I do not take it for granted any more.

Thanks Dad.

Be a Servant

…Instead, whoever wants to become great among you must be your servant, and whoever wants to be first must be your slave— just as the Son of Man did not come to be served, but to serve, and to give his life as a ransom for many." – Matthew 20: 26-28

Today's Reading: Exodus 25-26, Matthew 20: 17-34

Hmmm…

This is really interesting to me. So greatness comes with giving…

It seems that we live in times where people are really focused on serving themselves instead of others.

Or maybe that’s just I perceive it.

On the surface I see so many people on their solo grind. They are either pursuing acting, or writing, or starting a business, or they are an artist trying to get signed on a label.

And many of these same folk struggle for years in futility wondering why they haven’t popped yet.

Of course for some, it very well may be that they haven’t popped because they aren’t talented at what they are striving for.

Rough game.

But often times these folk are talented. So what is the deal?

I have a theory. I think that the more we give the more we get. Just like Jesus said in the quote above, it is the biggest servants that end up becoming the greatest people.

We know many famously rich people who have made it their purpose to give and as a result were entrusted with fabulous resources. Warren Buffett is an obvious example (he decided in his 20s that he would give his future fortune to society). But that may seem far away.

Here is an example of this concept that I see happening in my life right now.

I have a good friend named Yohance. He is a really gifted writer and MC and music has been his passion for as long as I have known him. Yohance is also one of the most genuinely good people that I know.

I’ve seen him work really hard to pursue his dream but it’s been hard for him just like it is for many others.

Recently he started doing something that really impressed me. He combined his love for music, his good natured desire to serve others, and his amazing talent of connecting all of the random people he knows around the world.

He started interviewing folk.

I’m not talking about “famous” folk who are on the radio. Nope. He started interviewing people that he is a fan of. He started interviewing his peers and friends.

Are you humble enough to do that?

I don’t think I am.

Most of us are looking at our peers with a competitive eye, constantly cutting each other down in our minds. But not Yohance. He started with a basic question: “Why does music suck and where is the good music?” And from there he realized that there were so many artists around him who may not be on the radio but made the kind of music he likes.

So he’s giving them the attention that he feels they deserve. He showcases them the best way he can so that he can share not only their art but also their vision of a future with music that touches the soul.

Does this mean that he’s going to get a record deal tomorrow? I don’t know. But what I do see is that his selfless idea of shining a light on the artists that he likes is starting to get noticed. He is making new friends. He is solidifying connections. Doors are opening. Opportunities are presenting themselves.

Maybe it is one of these doors that will uncover the opportunity he needs to achieve his dreams.

We soon shall see…

Check out his site. Merc80.com But also, follow his example. That's my plan.