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 smile and said, "Yes, but if I make him
child-size, whom would chldren have to look up
to?"
And when god made a father's 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 ponytails or even remove splinters caused
by
baseball bats."
And 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,,, yet small enough
to cup
a child's face in his hands."
And then God molded long slim legs and broad shoulders.
And the angel nearby 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?"
And 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's 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 might, giving the father
few
words, but a firm, authoritative voice: eyes
that saw
everything, but remained 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?"
The angel shuteth up.