When my baby girl greets my wife and I in the mornings with a stark naked smiling body and poopy hands, any romantic notions of parenting are sufficiently flushed down the toilet. Yet, in reality my baby's "little presents" wrapped in huggies are part and parcel of the larger gift she is from God to us. Right now, with every bottom and nose wiped, with every boo boo kissed, we are communicating to her our unconditional love.
How great a gift from God! It is through these experiences that we are transformed into His likeness, by developing unconditional love for truly helpless creatures. I believe it is the Eastern Orthodox who might call this participating in the divine nature.
In addition to this, if we can keep our attitudes towards her in line with our unconditional-love-actions, we will have earned a special place in her ears for our voices of guidance. About dusk my baby girl (22 months old) and I sat in our yard, watching the cars go by. She got the biggest thrill out of pointing and waving at the unaware passersby.
I was aware, though. I was aware that simply being out there and enjoying that harmless moment with her was a building block of trust for us. It is my hope that with each push of the swing and each bye-bye wave to the passing cars, that I am bonding her to me. Despite whatever else I might could have been doing. My time was very well spent. I'd rather watch her wave bye-bye to unaware passersby now than flip me off bye-bye later as a teenager.
How great a gift from God! It is through these experiences that we are transformed into His likeness, by developing unconditional love for truly helpless creatures. I believe it is the Eastern Orthodox who might call this participating in the divine nature.
In addition to this, if we can keep our attitudes towards her in line with our unconditional-love-actions, we will have earned a special place in her ears for our voices of guidance. About dusk my baby girl (22 months old) and I sat in our yard, watching the cars go by. She got the biggest thrill out of pointing and waving at the unaware passersby.
I was aware, though. I was aware that simply being out there and enjoying that harmless moment with her was a building block of trust for us. It is my hope that with each push of the swing and each bye-bye wave to the passing cars, that I am bonding her to me. Despite whatever else I might could have been doing. My time was very well spent. I'd rather watch her wave bye-bye to unaware passersby now than flip me off bye-bye later as a teenager. 
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