I was playing with my dog and he was very very hyper like pouncing around and going crazy, then after awhile he just came up to me (i was sitting down) and he sat on my lap then he curled up and just rested. Then it hit me, God is the perfect father, the absolute father, like how sometimes you can be rough with him (as all young boys are with their fathers) all in good fun, and after all that just curl up and rest. I remember reading in the book Wild at Heart that the writer, John talked about him and his 3 boys. He starts off by saying that the boys were in the house when John was preparing lunch. But one of his boys wanted to play, and the boy snuck around quietly, as if stalking prey, then he pounced onto John and they started to wrestle. The boys arm came up and accidentally struck John in the corner of the lip, causing John to bleed a little. The boy drew back in fear thinking about what he did, but John said, “Wow, Good job there tiger.” Then the two other boys came to see what the commotion was about and saw that their brother had drawn blood. He paraded around like a conquerer (which he had every right to). And at night, the boy came up to his father saying, “Daddy, can we cuddle? I can’t sleep…”

“Alright tiger”

And theres a perfect example of how good God is as a father.

Kind, but not soft.

Loving, but not punishing.