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I got to bath my daughter and put her to bed for the first time in a few days. But thanks to the clocks going forward and a late afternoon nap on the way back from her grandparents she wasn't interested in going to sleep. I took her out of the cot and lay down on the bed with her and she charmingly rested her head on my chest. It's one of those lovely moments of fatherhood where you feel loved and your child feels safe. Phoebe tends not to be too clingy (to me at least) and to mainly save her kisses up for her toys, especially the terrifying rag doll Barbara, and also the cats. Maybe she thinks that kissing is something that is done from someone big to someone smaller. Or maybe she just prefers the cats to me, which is understandable.
So anyway it was lovely to get this spontaneous act of affection. But after about a minute Phoebe became bored, started making sounds like she was being possessed by the devil and clawed at my face with her surprisingly sharp finger nails. This is parenthood summed up. Just when you think you have gone to Heaven and are being embraced by a cherub, you then find yourself in Hell with a demon trying to make off with your eyes. It was such an awful noise she was making. I like to think that Phoebe might be the new Jesus, but I think it's more likely that she's Damien, come to finish us all off. Anyone reading this in the future will have the advantage of knowing which one she turned out to be. It's one or the other.
And on this Easter Sunday I did end up wondering how people who knew Jesus knew that he was definitely on the side of good and not on the side of evil. Because any devil on earth worth their salt would pretend to be good and be charming and convince everyone he was the son of God via his “miraclesâ€. But who is really in the position to distinguish a good miracle from a bad one. And if a devil wanted to set up mischief in the world then it strikes me he couldn't really do much better than by pretending to be good, pretending to be Holy and then setting up his followers against rival factions and religions. Why didn't Jesus point out whether transubstantiation was literal or symbolic. If he was the son of God he knew the trouble that that issue was going to cause in the future. So why stay silent on that?
Can there be any other explanation than “Jesus†actually wanted people who followed his teachings to be at war with each other over something that would be so easily predictable (to someone with the ability to see all of human history).
Trust no one, you idiots. But especially people going round trying to be Messiahs. Anyone who wants to be a Messiah shouldn't be allowed to be one.
We'd had a fun Easter though. Phoebe played with some wooden blocks that had once belonged to her Great-Grandfather when he was her age (so are probably about 100 years old) and ate chocolate and proved to have the voracious appetite for it that her father also possesses. She also got some new big Lego like building blocks, though she didn't play with them for long. Her dad and grandpa played with them for quite some time. It's going to be great having a baby, now the toys are getting a bit more sophisticated. But they will be too sophisticated by the time that she is 3.
