The Sisters of The Good Samaritan - Protection of Children, Young People and Vulnerable Adults
June 2015

A doting God

One of the gifts we can give children today is the kind of love that opens the way for them to know, without a doubt, that God, like their parents and grandparents, also dotes on them, writes Judith Lynch.

BY Judith Lynch

Recently I heard of a woman who died in tragic circumstances. Her father was devastated, both by her death and the way it happened. I was told, “He doted on her”. I’m ashamed to say my first response to those words was a mental “Wait a minute. She was in her fifties. Doesn’t doting go with cuddly new babies and cute toddlers?” But of course it doesn’t. It walks hand in hand with love and love is ageless.

The dictionary definition of “dote” says it is excessive or foolish love. How far does love go before it’s deemed excessive? As I understand it, love is ever-expanding and never-ending. If it’s not like that then it’s not love, it’s something else. Those looking on might deem love foolish, but never the one loving or the one being loved.

Right through the Gospels Jesus is constantly telling us: God dotes on you. He told it through stories, modelled it in prayer, showed it to those who were looked upon as sinners. It’s the kind of love the father had for his prodigal son. It’s the kind of love that had Jesus calling God a loving “Daddy” instead of the more formal “Father”. It’s the kind of love that looked back longingly at Peter standing by the courtyard fire denying any knowledge of Jesus. It’s the kind of love that was able to say confidently, “Ask for what you need. It will be given to you in magnificent ways that you never even imagined”.

There’s something familial about doting. It implies warmth and pet names and close relationship. We need to be doted on. We need to feel it in the marrow of our being, not just as an intellectual fact.

Over and over I’ve heard elderly people say that they look at their adult children and see the baby that once was, even as they rejoice in the lifetime of relationship in between. My father doted on my mother. His world circled around her. He didn’t always understand her but in his eyes she could do no wrong.

If only we could believe that God dotes on you and me like that.

God dotes on us like a grandmother whose brag book always has room for one more photo.

God dotes on us like a parent with great chunks missing out of their life awaiting the return of a missing son – or daughter.

God dotes on us like the pram-wheeling young women anticipating the delight of the recipient as they lay-by toys for Christmas at the mid-year sales.

God dotes on us like a mum who hurts when you hurt, right through from scraped knees to a broken heart.

Some people’s life experiences make it difficult to see God like that – to experience God as someone who dotes on them, who loves them no matter what, who thinks they are just the best.

Possibly it’s because doting parent-child relationships were not really the norm in the first half of the twentieth century. This has been reflected in an image of God that was more judgemental than loving.

One of the gifts we can give children today is the kind of love that opens the way for them to know, without a doubt, that God, like their parents and grandparents, also dotes on them.

This article was first published on Judith Lynch’s blog “Tarella Spirituality”.

Judith Lynch

Judith Lynch’s writing flows out of the patchwork of her life and the spirituality she finds in it. She does this through her website www.tarellaspirituality.com, named after her pioneer grandparent’s wheat farm in Victoria’s Mallee district. Judith’s hope is that the words she uses pick up the vastness and silence of a Mallee horizon, leading her readers to look beyond the obvious and find the God-depths hidden beneath. She has written a book discerning the themes and patterns that have influenced her vocational choices as an ex-religious which is to be published later this year.

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