This summer I shared a special moment with my nephew. It was night time and he was tired so I read his Bible story and tried to listen to him pray. He wanted me to lay down with him. As I lay beside him, he with his eyes closed, ‘sucky’ in mouth and puppy in arm, he was so cute and my love for him so close to the surface that I couldn’t help giggling. Well, laughing is more like it. It was a silent laugh b/c I didn’t want to disturb him, but he felt the vibration, opened his eyes and seeing me laughing started to laugh. Knowing it was time to sleep I quit laughing, settled him down and as soon as he closed his eyes started laughing again. He opened his eyes, saw me and started laughing again. We played tag like that for a while until going to sleep was a joke and we walked down the hall to join the family again, Theo now wide awake and bouncing around.
Whenever I remember that laugh fest I can’t help but smile and even giggle a bit. I started thinking, I wonder if God as our Father, ever looks at us and His love is so close to the surface that He begins to smile? Or laugh a little? Somehow I think He might.
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