Father’s Day is a day we set aside each year to show love and appreciation for the sacrifices made by the men we call dad.
What better time to talk about the need for genuine masculinity and the problems that have reared their ugly heads as a result of the lack of real examples of manhood?
Feminists, today, argue that all the ills of Western society are a direct result of what they call “toxic masculinity”, and that men and women are nearly identical in every aspect of life. As a result of this new “enlighted” mentality, masculinity, as with many of the values and ideas that birthed the modern Western World, must be sacrificed at the altar of equality to rectify the social ills of today’s world.
I would agree with feminists that there is a dark side to male behavior, but the issue doesn’t lie with masculinity itself, but how the traits that make up a man are channeled and used. The Blaze’s Allie Stukey made this point very well in her video for Prager U.
Keeping this at the forefront of our minds, I would like to talk a little bit about the two men who taught me what it means to be a man, and played a vital role in molding the individual whose article you are currently reading.
My dad and my paternal grandfather (whom I call Pawpaw Bill) have taught me by their example, and sometimes their words, how to channel masculine qualities in a way that is beneficial to myself, my family, and society as a whole.
I learned from these men how to channel the natural aggressiveness in young men to fight for the ideas and people that I love. That aggressiveness, if directed in the wrong way, could lead men to take advantage of those who are weaker. But thanks to my dad and my Pawpaw, I learned how to chase my dreams tirelessly, and both men have encouraged me greatly along the way.
Both men taught me by their own relationships how women should be loved, respected and valued for the beauty of their differences, and that those differences should be celebrated, not shamed or lessened in any way. It is by their examples that I learned the core values of my faith and the greatest love I have ever known.
These men have seen me at my best and my worst and have loved me unconditionally in spite of my many flaws. They have put into practice the Apostle Paul’s words in his first letter to the Church at Corinth when he said, in 1 Corinthians 13:4-8 (AMPC)
“Love endures long and is patient and kind; love never is envious nor boils over with jealousy, is not boastful or vainglorious, does not display itself haughtily.
It is not conceited (arrogant and inflated with pride); it is not rude (unmannerly) and does not act unbecomingly. Love (God’s love in us) does not insist on its own rights or its own way, for it is not self-seeking; it is not touchy or fretful or resentful; it takes no account of the evil done to it [it pays no attention to a suffered wrong].
It does not rejoice at injustice and unrighteousness, but rejoices when right andtruth prevail.
Love bears up under anything and everything that comes, is ever ready to believe the best of every person, its hopes are fadeless under all circumstances, and it endures everything [without weakening].
Love never fails [never fades out or becomes obsolete or comes to an end]. As for prophecy ([a]the gift of interpreting the divine will and purpose), it will be fulfilled and pass away; as for tongues, they will be destroyed and cease; as for knowledge, it will pass away [it will lose its value and be superseded by truth].”
I want to thank my Pawpaw Bill and my father for teaching me how to be a man. If men had better examples of masculinity such as I have, boys would know how to become men, and women would know from the love of their fathers what kind of qualities to look for in a husband.
The natural byproduct of more of this healthy masculinity would cure the cancer of neo-feminism.