On Christmas Day, 2007, my wife and I were blessed with a miracle baby—after five long years of trying. Brody John was perfect in every way: beautiful, ruddy, strong, a good eater—each doctor appointment showed he was in the 100th percentile in height, weight, and general health.
It was a Thursday, not quite two months later, when I received the call that no father should ever have to receive. My wife was en route to our daycare provider—Brody’s nanny found him unresponsive in his crib after a nap. The emergency team landed a helicopter at the high school nearby, a flight our little Brody would never make.
The coroner ruled our son’s death the result of SIDS. He was just shy of two months old and had never been sick or had any issues at all. He was our baby. Our miracle CHRISTMAS baby. And I could not understand why God would give us such a blessing—on Christmas Day, no less—only to take that blessing away just a scant time later.
It was, quite honestly, music saved us--saved my wife and me. Without groups like Third Day and their honest, uplifting, spiritual songs, I don’t know if we would have made it through the storm. I wrote a song after I had healed some; after my faith had been restored—my own homage to the power music displayed in our lives. I have no outlet for it, since I am not a musician, nor a composer. I thought if posted here, the words might perhaps reach someone one day and assure them that comfort is there, and healing is possible.
A Father's Love(Verse)My faith was shallow thenA stream that lost its formDeath put my hope to restCouldn’t rise to face the stormI saw his face each dayThe memories teased my mindA glimpse of warming sun‘Fore dark regains the skies(Chorus)Like a blind man with no leadA captain lost at seaMy failures weakened meMy failures weakened meI needed something moreTo light that far, far shoreA Father's LoveForevermore(Verse)We face so much hurtOn this rock we're clinging toBut pain like this, my GodIt tears a father’s soul in twoGrief made the days so darkSo hard to find my wayMy dreams had turned to dustI lost my will to pray(Chorus)Like a blind man with no leadA captain lost at seaMy failures weakened meMy failures weakened meI needed something moreTo light that far, far shoreA Father's LoveForevermore(Bridge)You sacrificed Your sonYeah, Jesus bore the costSo in His name I prayed:Please make me wholeRestore the faith I've lost(Final Chorus)My Savior, gave me leadFaith was my calming seaMy failures strengthened meMy failures strengthened meChrist’s pure, amazing Grace,Lights up the far, far shoreOur Father's LoveForevermore