I saw a mother play with her son on Friday night at a church Christmas gathering. I loved hearing the music and listening to the story of Christ's birth being told from beginning to end. And I loved that a mother would stick her tongue out at her boy in playful petulance. He laughed and so did she.
A family that plays together. Never does that take away from responsibility, work or earning potential. Sometimes you sweat, sometimes you argue, sometimes families endure strain. But you can tell a successful and safe family when you watch them play. A son's flung tongue greeted by his mother's laughter reveals safety. I'm part of a great, playful and safe family. More importantly, I am part of another safe but even greater, wider, joyful, and much larger family--otherwise known as the body of Christ--Read John 10.
There's a difference between desperate faith and confident faith. Confident faith is a communal faith. Have you seen us play? I get safety. I know hope.
I found a safe lad and a safe mom Friday night.