Proud Papa
My brother, Matt, is a new father. I spent this past weekend with Matt, his wife, Anna, and Baby Ben. Anna is a wonderful mother and more relaxed than most new moms I've known. But it was my brother's relationship with Ben that captivated me the most. As I watched Matt hold and kiss his tiny son, I saw a tenderness and self-sacrifice that had not been there before.
Seeing a new dad reminded me of my heavenly Father. I've often thought of myself as God's "big kid." A 5-year-old holding God's hand as he guides and directs me. But how often is God's response to me more like that of a father and infant? If in Him I "live and breathe and have my being," it seems I am more like a helpless infant — uncomprehending of so much of my Father's knowledge, unable to give Him anything, dependent on Him for my very life.
And yet, despite my seeming uselessness, He scoops me up into His strong, loving arms and kisses my face and delights to call me His child. I see the face of God in a new dad. Enjoy this picture and think of your Father.
"As a father has compassion on his children, so the LORD has compassion on those who fear him" —Psalm 103:13
posted by Suzanne @ 3:07 PM
1 Comments:
Suzanne, what you wrote brought tears to my eyes. What a beautiful, wonderful view of our loving Father. I hadn't thought of us as infants before either, but, yeah, it sure makes sense. Like you said, we can't comprehend all of the love that our Heavenly Father has for us, just as I'm sure Ben doesn't understand how much we love him. Nor does he understand that when I'm changing his diaper, and he's throwing a fit, that it's for his good. :-) There are many times in our lives when God has to change our diapers, in a sense, and it's unpleasent and uncomfortable for us -- but it's for our good. Thanks for getting me thinking, Suzanne. Love ya!
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