Snuggled in his father's arms, he is safe, without fear, because there is a father.
Looking into the small eyes that gaze up at him from his arms, feeling the strong grip of their tiny hands, the father awakens to something he has never known before: He is a father.
Just as the child nourishes the man, just as it gives a man his status as a father and a woman her status as a mother, in the same way our trust in the One Above nourishes Him our God.