Confession time: I’m a sucker for laughing babies. They appear on YouTube (and even in real life) on a regular basis and I can’t resist them. They make me laugh, they bring me joy. There’s something about a laughing child that cuts through cynicism, fear, and hatred like a Coast Guard cutter breaking through floes of ice to save not just a life, but humanity.
The internet is overflowing with these cuties and I could watch them all. Babies are nearly perfect. It’s no wonder Jesus said, “the kingdom of God belongs to such as these.”
The latest and maybe greatest video is of a baby named Emerson who is freaked out by his mother blowing her nose. Check it out…
This is so precious, hysterical, and exhilarating, I could watch it about every three minutes, which gives me two minutes to enjoy and recover from the effects of viewing the one minute snippet.
I can’t be alone in my obsession. Baby Emerson has over 7,000,000 views as of this writing and “Baby Laughing Hysterically at Ripping Paper” has over 12,000,000. Those numbers represent more than a mere desire for entertainment. There’s a need being filled here.
With all the insanity swirling around our world, threatening to turn it inside out or at least turn us each inside out, I believe we need that innocent laugh. It’s an escape, yes, but it’s also a submission to purity, joy, and love. Just as we need to pull the car over and refill the tank (at more than $3.50 a gallon, no less) we need to stop and refill our souls. They are often empty because this world can only drain us, it can’t fill.
The Psalmist says that “children a reward from him [God]”. Those children don’t even have to be my own. Their laughter is reward to me and any young enough to hear it.