A dad’s influence

Fathers have such a great impact on us as children of both genders, and this impact affects even our later life; as well as attributes in and towards marriage, family, career. It also affects our confidence and expectation from life – some believe they have to be hustlers, others have hope of a good life because it was modeled to them, others exhibit the roughness they experienced, etc.

And for girls, they can become ever so strong and confident and go for their dreams with zeal, passion and belief; or on the contrary see men as enemies and avoid them at all costs (having no healthy relationships with them), or sell themselves far too short for not having known their true worth and value from a proper and loving male perspective (read father/dad.)

We should be grateful when we have a fatherly model in our lives, for we know not the magnitude of the blessing they are and give us in our lives – until it’s either gone (sad, God forbid) or until we see the wonders of its power at work in our lives.

I don’t want to say that this ‘Father Thing’ is overrated, because it’s not – I don’t believe it is. We are all unique and different and have different approaches and responses to life, so no-one’s being judged here.

But for what it’s worth, thank God for the Fathers in your life, appreciate t hem, and if God nudges your heart to do so, father/be a father figure to someone/some people in your life. It matters a lot, it does!

Happy Fathers’ Day! (Albeit belated).

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Daddy Dates

This is one book that I would recommend for all fathers to read. All fathers who want to be dads to their girls. Greg Wright writes about the dates that he has taken his daughters on, and the results of dating his daughters

I was particularly awed by the ring factor, where upon turning 16, he gives his daughter a ring, promising to take care of her until he hands her over to her husband-to-be. This makes the girl feel very special, and as they continue to date, she matures through the learning process, and gets to know what treatment and attributes to expect from a man – setting her standards pretty high and consequently protecting her from very potential heartbreak.

I highlighted many of the parts as I read, such as the following.

QUOTES

“I believe it’s the job of every husband and father to understand that his job – perhaps his most important job is to be the pursuer. Not just at the beginning, but all the way through….Girls want us to discover their specialness, praise it, and treasure it.”

“Keep knocking. Your little girl is in there somewhere, and she wants and needs your love and approval.”

“I want their daughters to value their bodies, sure, but also understand that their bodies do not define who they are. That’s the plan, anyway. I am trying to teach them that sex – as fun and important as it is in life – will not deliver what they want, which is true love and real intimacy.” (Wright)

This is a book I will be reading over and over again. Only one disappointment though, he doesn’t talk about how to dad a woman, because as he honestly lets known, he doesn’t know how to (yet.) I’m waiting for that book, Wright. Write it, Wright!

This book was provided for review by Thomas Nelson Publishing. I was not required to write a positive review. The opinions I have expressed are my own. I am disclosing this in accordance with the Federal Trade Commission’s 16 CFR, Part 255 : “Guides Concerning the Use of Endorsements and Testimonials in Advertising.”

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You’re still precious, yes you are

Dear girls, (and guys)

Hi!

I hope you have been well. I wrote in a prayer last week, that I believe we make every now and then when faced with tough choices. May God help us to choose wisely.

Sometimes we compromise ourselves in light of momentary entertainment. The pleasure of the moment pressures us to do things we would otherwise not do. Or never thought we would do.

Sometimes we need to learn to forgive ourselves and forge ahead. A few weeks ago I talked about several dads that are now in my life, thanks to God.

You’re still precious

I heard one of them recently encourage a young girl, and I’d like to try and quote what he said. The girl had gotten herself into some trouble and was feeling pretty low and worthless. And this is what he said.

“Girl, you are still precious before God, and to me. I love you today, tomorrow and the day after. You may be in a mess right now, but you are not a mess. You can get out of this situation and use your experience to help others. The devil could be trying to show you how worthless you are so that you don’t fulfill your God given purpose. Don’t give him that pleasure. Resist him. I am here to walk with you, and the Holy Spirit, your Comforter, Friend and Helper is with you. You will not walk alone. We will walk through this together and you will come out victorious.”

Now that coming from an ‘adopted’ dad, I find very powerful. Such love and care can only be provided by God. And that’s just a tip of the iceberg. More on this later.

Can you be my dad?

Then I met this wonderful young girl who’s been in my life for a while now. And she said that she wanted to have an ‘adopted’ dad. I think we’ll get her one. The dads are eager. And we girls have been searching. Can God be any louder in answering our prayers????

Let me hear from you, whether you’re a girl, guy or dad. Let’s talk. Let’s talk about real issues from the heart. Like self esteem, like confidence. Like how we feel eroded when we are compromised or when someone hurts someone we love. No flower-coats here. The real thing, the real stuff. What do you wish you’d tell to a most loving dad who’d offer you God’s love and comfort? Dads, what would you like to tell these your daughters, from the heart of God?

Talking from the heart,

Your ( only by God’s grace) Amazing Girl,

AnnGladys.

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Full Article: Amazing Dads for Amazing Girls…yeah!!

Hey!

I have great news!!! I’m not even sure what to start with.

Amazing Girl Party

We had a party on Sunday, after quite a long time. It was dubbed Baby Party, and this was organized by the girls themselves. The very youngest of them, Rachel, is our Pastor, (smile), and was the leader of the meeting. She had made some very cute programs for each of us, and did a very good job moderating. We celebrated the birthday of my daughter, Hetal, who turned one on Thursday the 18th of August. They had some very special gifts for her, and I was ever so blown and grateful! We also learnt about modesty, and used the dictionary this time round to get the definition. It says, “(especially of a woman or her clothes or behavior) avoiding or not showing anything that might excite sexual feelings.” (Longman Dictionary of Contemporary English, © 1987.)

Amazing Dads for Amazing Girls

Yeah!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! In the past few months, have been writing to both girls and dads here on my website, and they (you) have been reading. I have received quite some responses on these, and been encouraged to know that other girls have had similar needs and are getting blessed, and that there are some wonderful dads out there who care about this and are willing to do something about it.

Dadless to a girl of many dads…

So I sat and thought, and it dawned on me that god has done many things in my life for a very special purpose indeed. From a dadless girl to a girl of many dads….it can only be for His own very special purpose. And perhaps the purpose is to share these dads with other girls. See, if He wanted me to have a dad just for me, He’d have given me one. But He has graced me with many. So I think it is His purpose and intention to dad other girls through me.

Could you perhaps do the same for other girls….., please?????

So, I asked my team of dads if they would do for other girls what they have done for me. And they said yes….a resounding yes!!!! I am so glad, so elated. I am happy to know that other girls can receive this special gift too. From the few I have had this conversation with, they would love it!!! I’m happy to blessed with the opportunity to meet girls’ needs.

Dad-encouragement for girls!

So hey, here goes, girls. If you have ever wanted or needed a dad, a dad affirmation, encouragement…. Just fatherly love shown to you, write to me about it, and I will pass it on to the dads, and you sure will get a response. What I missed most was dad-daughter communication. I did not necessarily want it every day, but the once in a while communication would have done wonders. Especially if it was positive. And the positive ones I have received from my team of great, amazing dads has been awesome, or “ausam!!” as my baby sister would say it.

Girls, you’re welcome to receive a Father’s Love

So what do you say, girls? You’re in for a treat! I look forward to hearing from you. Please note that no need is too small to express, to petty or too insignificant. You are very important, and all of you and your concerns are very, very, important too.

So let’s ride on to Amazing Experiences!!!

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Amazing Dads for Amazing Girls………yeah!!!!!!!

Hey!

I have great news!!! I’m not even sure what to start with.

Amazing Girl Party:

We had a party on Sunday, after quite a long time. It was dubbed Baby Party, and this was organized by the girls themselves. The very youngest of them, Rachel, is our Pastor, (smile), and was the leader of the meeting. She had made some very cute programs for each of us, and did a very good job moderating. We celebrated the birthday of my daughter, Hetal, who turned one on Thursday the 18th of August. They had some very special gifts for her, and I was ever so blown and grateful! We also learnt about modesty, and used the dictionary this time round to get the definition. It says…..QUOTE.

Amazing Dads for Amazing Girls:

Yeah!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! In the past few months, have been writing to both girls and dads here on my website, and they (you) have been reading. I have received quite some responses on these, and been encouraged to know that other girls have had similar needs and are getting blessed, and that there are some wonderful dads out there who care about this and are willing to do something about it.

So I sat and thought, and it dawned on me that God has done many things in my life for a very special purpose indeed. From a dadless girl to a girl of many dads….it can only be for His own very special purpose. And perhaps the purpose is to share these dads with other girls. See, if He wanted me to have a dad just for me, He’d have given me one. But He has graced me with many. So I think it is His purpose and intention to dad other girls through me.

So, I asked my team of dads if they would do for other girls what they have done for me. And they said yes….a resounding yes!!!! I am so glad, so elated. I am happy to know that other girls can receive this special gift too. From the few I have had this conversation with, they would love it!!! I’m happy to blessed with the opportunity to meet girls’ needs.

So hey, here goes, girls. If you have ever wanted or needed a dad, a dad affirmation, encouragement…. Just fatherly love shown to you, write to me about it, and I will pass it on to the dads, and you sure will get a response. What I missed most was dad-daughter communication. I did not necessarily want it every day, but the once in a while communication would have done wonders. Especially if it was positive. And the positive ones I have received from my team of great, amazing dads has been awesome, or ausome!! as my baby sister would say it.

So what do you say, girls? You’re in for a treat! I look forward to hearing from you. Please not that no need is too small to express, to petty or too insignificant. You are very important, and all of you and your concerns are very, very, important too.

So let’s ride on to Amazing Experiences!!!

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Dear Dads & Girls,

Hi!

Here’s a note to all the dads and girls out there. I am glad to have you in my life, and I feel oh so honored for your contributions, in all ways.

Dear girls,

I am glad to know that what I write resonates with a need in your heart, and that I can be of some help, comfort and inspiration. It is a joy to be that to you. I am glad to know that my pain has not been in vain, and yours won’t be either. And yours may not have to last as long or be as twisted as mine. I’ve gone a little ahead, and if you keep letting me, I’ll show you a bit of the way, to both go for your dreams, and protect your heart; because a wounded heart will stop you in many ways, sometimes even stalling you. But I’ll be here for you, with you. Whatever questions you have, ask away.

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How girls need dads

HOW MUCH DO I REALLY NEED DAD?

See, this is a question that I have recently asked myself. You know, it can get really hard when you desire to have a dad, and none can be found around. Or it’s just not working out the way you’d like it to, the way you imagine it, the way you see it in other’s lives, or even on TV. (okay, far fetched I know but still….)

So sometimes, if the need was a computer program or file, you’d want to press shift+delete and whatever else you can, to kill the desire. But it just doesn’t go away. So what do you do? You think, you cry, you become sad….but most recently I got an idea. A brilliant idea, (I think).

How much really do I need a dad? Do I need one 24 hours a day 7 days a week? At my age, no. (I’m not 40 (smile) I’m not even 27 ) and honestly speaking, I don’t even talk t my mum every single day, so no, I don’t need a dad that much, so to say.

But I need one at the very core of things. A dad to assure me that I’m on the right path, and I’ve got what it takes to make it to my destination, to fulfill my purpose. To let me know that I’m alright, I’m beautiful, I’m charming and I’ve got a good personality. Okay, perhaps these are things that a girl should know for herself, but to be honest? They carry tonnes of weight when they originate from a father. Ask a girl who’s had one, or a girl who’s had a good brief stint (ok, brief relationship) with a good dad.

So why am I saying this? I’m saying this to represent the girls out there who need dads. A baby needs a dad or a parent round the clock, but a teenage girl and a young lady…those need a dad every so often, every now and then, some encouragement that they are alright, that they are precious little girls (all girls want to remain little all their lives – or at least to be called so (smile).)

I’m also saying these for the sake of the ladies who would think that a girl who needs a dad is out to get her husband. NO. NOT AT ALL. And for the kids who think that the “adopted” girls would come to take away their dads. Again, I repeat, NO, NOT AT ALL!!! We don’t want that much of him, no, just a little encouragement along the way.

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Amazing Girl Dad Day

I’ve been thinking about this for a while now. To have the coming together of girls who need dads, and dads who are willing to care for these girls.

There would be sessions in which the girls and dads are addressed together, sessions in which each party airs their needs, thoughts, desires and challenges; both separately and then together, and hopefully climaxing with a wonderful dad-daughter time for those present.

What do you think about this?

Girls, would you like to have this? Dads, would you be there for these girls?

If you would like to participate in this by attending, or supporting in any other way, or

If you know of a girl who could use such a forum,

Or you know a dad who you would want to be a part of this, please email me their name and contacts, or text me the same on +254 723 285 236.

I look forward to hearing from you!!

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Happy new month!…and an awesome dad…

It’s been about a month since I wrote in here, or should I say out here. I’ve been writing in my heart and on my mind, thinking and putting it on paper, mostly wondering whether what I wrote here last was too personal….whether I really should write that out here.

But then again I remind myself that I am following the convictions of my heart, that that is what I feel pressed to do, like a calling, a purpose to fulfill, a duty, an obligation. And when I do it I am fulfilled, I am happy, I know that I have pleased my master, my conscience is free.

This is not to suggest that it is in any way easy to open my heart for many to see, to let my thoughts be known by so many….and in such an intimate way. But I do it anyway,

For

- The girls who wonder if they are alone in this

- The dads who hear God’s call and care for these girls

- The people who generally wonder what’s going on in the minds of children without dads

- The girls who might want to choose to be single-mums in this cold, hard world – jus’ so you know, you may “make it” alright, but your baby won’t. she’ll look like she did, but she’ll be like this. You still want to make that choice?

Now, I have been prompted to write again because of the responses I have been receiving – offline especially. Some do come online, but quite a lot come offline.

I get questions, people asking me why I stopped writing. I’m surprised that they have been reading. And then they tell me why they haven’t responded….oh I read from my phone so sometimes it’s hard to comment, or I’ve been traveling…or something. But one response has just blown me…totally floored me.

AN AMAZING DAD...

A friend of mine graduated recently, and one of my favorite pastors got to learn about it. He asked her whether her dad was at the graduation, and the girl said no…but that her aunties were there….and before she could finish saying that, my now even more favorite than ever pastor turned to her, and gave her a most warm, loving dad-hug, and said, “Let me hug you on his behalf.” And then gave her a side hug and continued talking…..

I could have burst out right there, but I did in my heart. My eyes still tear when I think about it…it’s a most wonderful thing!!!!!!!! You go, pastor dad!

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Dumped

Hi. I will try to do a summary of the many thoughts in my mind.

Faces: it is great to talk with people who have subscribed to my blog and consistently receive my emails. Now, when I write some more, I will be writing with these individuals in mind, not just to express myself, but to talk with them too. It’s great, it’s also "wow-ing" when someone says they couldn’t reply to my email because the message was “too deep” or hit them real hard. I can only hope that that is in a positive way, and that it was both inspiring and blessing in a comforting and assuring way.

Dumped: This Mr. Smart, allow me to call him so, decided that he wouldn’t text me anymore. Or at least not that evening, yet we had decided to finish conversing about a certain issue. But my Mr. Smart decided to play smart, me to outsmart, and thus broke my heart. But why break a heart, which was to him given as a gift? Because he wanted to spend time with his family, and all I got was “oops family time bye.” And I thought, and I wished, I wondered, and I hoped. I prayed. I almost cried. But I was in a mat, and had to act like an adult. So I swallowed hard. And thought, wishing that I was someone’s priority. That someone could put me on their priority list and lock out “the rest.” And now, I was part of “the rest" in my dad-search escapades. It hurt, my stomach turned, twisted as if in sixteen knots. My neck went with it as I swallowed even harder. God, why??? Then a still small voice began to talk to me. That I indeed was a prime person to some people. I am the only mother my daughter has, the only wife my husband has, the only second born to my mum, the only Anngladys in my family….and whether or not they said it daily, or at all, I was still important, prime. And no one could replace me. Or at least I encouraged myself again. And so I decided to encourage myself that way, and decided to make my family prime, not just in fact, but in reality and special treatment. That having been said, I still felt bad and tried to call…but his phone was off….these, are the struggles of a girl who misses a dad.

Angry at God: Yes, sometimes it gets sour and bitter; it wounds both sharply and deeply, and makes me ask why. The Bible says that God is the father of the fatherless, and that’s cool by all standards….wait, did I say all standards? I could have meant many standards. Because you see, sometimes you want an sms, a phone call, an encouraging pat on your back, or a hug from a dad to say that he’s proud of you, he loves you. And much as I try to imagine God as big, fat, huge, huge guy, walking besides me and holding my hand or my shoulder…the best I can do is imagine. And only a physical, human, flesh-and-blood dad can do that. And so yes, there have been gaps, gaping vacuums, big, mighty big holes, which have gone unfilled. Sometimes they are filled with denial; sometimes they are filled with pain, sometimes with excitement…short lasting excitement that leaves me high and dry. And sometimes they are filled by faith, a little faith that helps me make it day by day, step by step, just knowing that today I’m okay, tomorrow will take care of itself.

And then I meet his family: Yes, many times I have gotten to meet the families of my potential dads, or at least the people I admire in that way. And it is both a wonderful and sobering moment. Did I say sobering? I could have meant "sombering". See, it’s great to see him in action with his family, with his wife and kids, and it is such a very, mushy moment. It is great to know that he’s a real deal inside and out, in public and with his family. It gives good credibility. But that’s about it. When you listen to them talk, their stories, their experiences, their hopes and memories, the dreams they share, the things they laugh about….it dawns on me afresh, that they are complete. They are knit together, unified. They are one. And nothing can come between them; nothing can be added to them. Even if I wanted a dad in him, it could never possibly be like that with me. I wouldn’t share the brotherhood or sisterhood. I couldn’t share the mum-dad experiences. I’m just an outsider, I’m just “the rest.” And much as I enjoy those moments, sometimes I want to run away and hide, and cry to God and ask, why did you deny me that? I was a good girl, I was disciplined, I got my straight A’s why didn’t you give me a dad???? But then again I remember, I come back to my senses and realize that I have to be strong. For my family, for the girls looking up to me, expecting answers from me. For the girls who may not get an occasional sms from someone they admire, let alone get to see such a situation. And I remind myself, that for these, I have to be strong. I have to be an example of a God who works, a God who delivers, a God who cares and meets his girls’ needs.

And so I need to be honest: it would be great to have a dad figure, and granted, I’d jump at the opportunity and grab it so fast, and so hard. But then again I may not, because I’ve done the cycle one too many times. So I have to have a meeting with myself and tell me the following, “AG, you are okay the way you are. God loves and cares about you. He is your father. And he does do for you things that no earthly father can do. Like understand your deepest secrets and share your deepest fears. And yes, you may want such a situation, but is it sustainable? Is it practicable? So what if you missed a few moments when you were growing up, are you going to go back to that age, create and enjoy those moments? You have to take the life you have now, and live it strong. You are an example. Encourage girls in the Lord. Not all of them can find what you found, even briefly. For those of them who have only faith to believe, for them at the very least, develop your relationship with God to a deep, personal level, so you can hear it from his heart what He wants to tell them. The needs are there, but they may not all be met. At least not in the way we envision. Okay? Cheer up now, and let’s go home.”

Going home: I decide that I have encouraged myself enough, and continue to walk the streets of Nairobi, a bit faster now, thanks to the surge of energy resulting from my self-given pep talk. Until I look up at the heavens to thank God for the insight, and discover that the tall buildings around me make me feel so much smaller and tinier and frailer that I had felt before. Alone, in a big big world. No dad to hold my hand, no dad to calm my fears. I butt my eyelids to clear the mist, and walk towards my matatu. I have to get a car, I think. I’ve got to get home earlier than this, when the sun can still see me. I change my line of thought. I thank God for the alone time. I thank Him that He is always with me, and does not shut him out. And reluctantly, I thank Him for being a father to me.

And oh yes: here’s the other thing. If the dad need was a program, I would search for it in the computer of my life, go to the control panel, and click “uninstall”, and when the machine would ask if I was sure about my decision, I would click yes and emphasize that with control+alt+shift+enter +++++++ everything else!!! Not that I haven’t tried, I’ve prayed it away, I’ve gritted my teeth, grinned and borne it, (you know, the grin and bear it thing), I’ve made vows, commitments…but I can’t keep them. I guess it’s beyond me, the dad need is something I cannot fight. It lingers no matter what I do. Maybe God has a purpose for it to be this way, perhaps for me, perhaps for me to help other girls. I won’t fight God. I’ve told him my heart’s desires, I’ll wait and see what He does, knowing that He has good plans for me, plans of good and not of evil, plans to give me a future and a hope.

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