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The Honor of Being the Dad I Would Never Be Without Scientology
At age eight, I didn’t like the way it felt to be a child of divorced parents and I determined that marriage was not going to be in my future.
I certainly didn’t entertain dreams of being a father. Since I didn’t want to participate in a marriage, being a dad was put into the folder marked “AVOID,” alongside rattlesnakes and open elevator shafts.
Scientology was the thing that got me out of that trap. I say “trap” because what else would you call something that holds you back from some of life’s greatest joys?
My daughter and I enjoy a true friendship today because of Scientology.
Marriage (and later fatherhood) turned out to be an extraordinary adventure and a realization of an abandoned goal: to be a part of a whole family.
It wasn’t what I expected to gain from Scientology; I turned to it originally to get away from drug use in the pursuit of happiness.
But as I brought more and more order into my life by applying Scientology principles, the idea of bringing another person into the world and sharing life as a family didn’t seem cursed or doomed to fail. It seemed like an opportunity that I shouldn’t miss out on.
My wife and I have since had one daughter, who has grown up now to be a successful, happy adult. None of the ill effects I received as the child of unhappy parents were passed along to my child—that line of discontent ended with me—and that is thanks to Scientology.
Scientology wasn’t just a set of rules that I read and then decided to grit my teeth and force myself to adhere to. It’s a technology that actually made it easy for me to clear up misunderstandings that created errors in my judgment. Once those were cleared up, I naturally extended myself into unexplored areas of life without worry that I’d make a mess of things.
It’s a path to enlightenment and, along the way, things that seemed difficult or unobtainable to me—or even things I once felt I didn’t deserve—now presented themselves as new opportunities.
My daughter and I enjoy a true friendship today because of Scientology. This was another unexpected gift. We not only get along, but she and I collaborate every week on fun, artistic projects together. We are even famous for our relationship on social media!
When I think of what my life would have been like without the satisfaction of being a dad, it’s like trying to imagine life without a limb, or a life spent partially in jail.
I really wouldn’t trade fatherhood for anything.
So, Father’s Day has taken on a different color for me than when I was a boy. It’s now a true celebration of a part of my life full of satisfying memories, and appreciation for my family doing me the honor of allowing me to be “Dad.”
I am eternally grateful to L. Ron Hubbard for that matchless gift.
