I am a father of seven children. Once, I was more known for my own actions, for my own skills, and for my own beliefs separate from these others, but now I am forever examined in relation to my offspring. My actions are viewed in the context of my fatherhood, so also is the case with my skills and my beliefs.
Behavior, which would have been socially acceptable for me before my children were conceived, is now taboo or irresponsible, at least in society’s traditional moral sense. I am responsible for those children, and how I act, how I employ my talents, and how I live what I believe has a very real effect on those seven dears and on my reputation.
This new found context –not that terrible new—of fatherhood while full of joy, has with it a price or an exchange, which could perhaps be called the lose of freedom, or at least it could be called such by those who imagine freedom is the liberty to do as one pleases, God, Family, Society be damned. Or it could be called a sort of framework, which restrains or holds fast certain desires within me.
There is, of course, a conflict between my desires, some of which seem innocent enough when they are taken out of fatherhood’s context, and my duty as a father. This conflict is sharpest, for me at this moment, in the area of career. Where one must choose how to feed, cloth, and generally care for his children, while at the same time finding satisfaction in his life’s work.
Here a desire to have a fulfilling career, which is pleasing to God, can sometimes conflict with a desire to have a financially rewarding job which provides luxuries for your family.