I got to hold baby Noah last night during church. Usually there’s a line of people waiting to hold him, but I happened to be in the right place at the right time. I goosed him during one of the songs and he got tickled and started laughing out loud. When he giggled, it was infectious and I couldn’t help but laugh out loud too. As I sat there trying to control myself, worrying a little about who was watching me laughing during church, I couldn’t help but picture God laughing with Noah too.
I love little Noah and think he is absolutely beautiful. But my love doesn’t even compare with how much Noah’s parents love him. And no one, absolutely no one, loves Noah as much as God. He is absolutely precious in God’s sight.