God and Father
When
the good Lord was creating fathers, He started with a tall frame. And a female
angel nearby said, "What kind of father is that? If you're going to make
children so close to the ground, why have you put fathers up so high? He won't
be able to shoot marbles without kneeling, tuck a child in bed without bending,
or even kiss a child without a lot of stooping."
And God smiled and
said, "Yes, but if I make him child size, who would children have to look up
to?"
And when God made a father' hands, they were large and sinewy.
And the angel shook her head sadly and said, "Do You know what You're doing?
Large hands are clumsy. They can't manage diaper pins, small buttons, rubber
bands on pony tails or even remove splinters caused by baseball bats."
God smiled and said, "I know, but they're large enough to hold everything a
small boy empties from his pockets at the end of a day, and get small enough to
cup a child's face."
Then God molded long, slim legs and broad shoulders.
The angel nearly had a heart attack. "Boy, this is the end of the week, all
right," she clucked. "Do You realize You just made a father without a lap? How
is he going to pull a child close to him without the kid falling between his
legs?"
God smiled and said, "A mother needs a lap. A father needs strong shoulders
to pull a sled, balance a boy on a bicycle or hold a sleepy head on the way home
from the circus."
God was in the middle of creating two of the largest feet anyone had ever
seen when the angel could contain herself no longer. "That' not fair. Do You
honestly think those large boats are going to dig out of bed early in the
morning when the baby cries? Or walk through a small birthday party without
crushing at least three of the guests?"
And God smiled and said, "They'll work. You'll see. They'll support a small
child who wants to "ride a horse to Banbury Cross" or scare off mice at the
summer cabin, or display shoes that will be a challenge to fill."
God worked throughout the night, giving the father few words, but a firm
authoritative voice; eyes that see everything, but remain calm and tolerant.
Finally, almost as an afterthought, He added tears. Then He turned to the
angel and said, "Now are you satisfied that he can love as much as a mother?"
And the angel shutteth up!
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