Love Languages (Part Six) – Physical Touch

Language #5: Physical Touch

Genesis 48:8-10, 14 “When Israel saw Joseph’s sons, he said, ‘Who are these?’ 9Joseph said to his father, ‘They are my sons, whom God has given me here.’ So he said, ‘Bring them to me, please, that I may bless them.’ 10Now the eyes of Israel were so dim from age that he could not see. Then Joseph brought them close to him, and he kissed them and embraced them… 14 But Israel stretched out his right hand and laid it on the head of Ephraim, who was the younger, and his left hand on Manasseh’s head, crossing his hands, although Manasseh was the firstborn.”

One of the more significant things a patriarch could do for his family was to bless them. Part of the blessing included a physical touch. When Israel saw Joseph’s sons, he expressed his love for them with a kiss, an embrace and a hand on the head of his grandson.

Love can be expressed through some kind of significant touch… a kiss, a hug, a hand of blessing to the head. Some people feel loved when they receive a significant touch. Some people express love with a significant touch.

When I was a boy, my father took me a professional football game at the Los Angeles Memorial Coliseum. The Rams were playing the Baltimore Colts and Johnny Unitas. It was raining ‘cats and dogs’.

My mom was reluctant to let me go due to the inclement weather, but good parenting sense prevailed and she let me go with my dad on one condition: I had to wear my yellow rain pants and jacket that every elementary child had in those days. I also wore my rain boots and poncho. I was prepared for a hurricane.

While at the game, my dad told me to stay seated at all times since people got wet when they stood up and sat back down. Of course, no deluge landing on the seat was going to wet my bottom due to my impenetrable rain pants. Besides, I wasn’t tall enough to see over the men in front of me.

Every once and a while, during the course of the game, my dad would reach over make sure I was snug and dry. In order to do so, he had touched me. To this day, I remember those touches from my father. I felt loved and cared for by him. It was one of the most significant moments with my dad. (Note: This was the same game that he bought me my hamburger, fries and root beer).

A significant touch can go a long way in expressing love. For some, it is their love language.

Something to think about…