Be the Smile of God to Your Children

He's a squirmy one, he is. If I don't watch him, he'll wriggle off the bed. But he doesn't want to. He's enjoying the tickle fight too much. I can't blame him. Those giggles make this father's heart want to leap out of my chest. I wonder how long this laugh will last. Reflect on the tickle fight with me. See the layers of reality at work.

Triune Joy in Our Little Home

On the surface: an adult male and a one-year-old of the species, smiles, laughter, darting fingers, kicking legs, squeals, deep breaths, rapid kisses on the neck, raspberries on the belly, and did I mention the laughter?

Beneath the surface: emotional bonding, fatherly affection, wide-eyed childhood delight. A contribution to the child's sense of safety and security in the world. Perhaps he'll be "well-adjusted" (or at least better adjusted). This will, no doubt, help him on his standardized tests.

Beneath and in and through it all, Trinitarian fullness is being extended. The Joy that made the mountains is concentrated in my home. Fatherly delight is at the heart of reality. "This is my beloved Son, with whom I am well-pleased." It plays on a looping tape in the back of my mind. Thus sayeth the Lord to his Son. Thus sayeth the Lord to all of his sons that are in the Son.

[Read the rest of the article at Desiring God.]