On one of my yahoo groups if I read about a single mom asking questions about things, or a woman wondering if she can handle being a single mom, I reach out to them. I share my experiences with them. Even if I can’t give them any words of wisdom, I like to reach out to let them know they are not alone.
Tomorrow if God sent a saved George Clooney, or Jorge as I like to refer to him, to me after we married, I would still have a heart for and towards single mothers. When we went out, I would ask a single mom if we could take her kids, so she could have a few hours to herself, to run errands, or just to lay in the bathtub with no interruptions. When Jorge and Jory were going out to a Dodger game, I would ask if they could take the fatherless boy who would love some adult male interaction.
Why is it that men, reared by single mothers, don’t have that same heart? When they are just hanging out, why don’t they think about their fatherless cousins or nephews? Maybe it’s just out of sight, out of mind. Maybe it’s asking the impossible or at the very least the very difficult like asking a celebrity, who grew up in a working class family, why s/he yells at their assistant or doesn’t allow the “little” people to make direct eye contact with them.
I pray Jory grows up to be and becomes a man after God’s own heart and that he will have a heart for the fatherless. He won’t forget the days where he longed for a father and recognizes that other little boys long for the same. I pray this for all my sons, the ones my daughters will bring home, that they too will have a heart for the fatherless. And my daughter will support Jory.
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