No wonder God loves children
When I look at a patch of dandelions, I see a bunch of weeds that are going to
take over my yard. My kids see flowers for Mom and blowing white fluff you can
wish on.
When I look at an old drunk and he smiles at me, I see a smelly, dirty person
who probably wants money and I look away. My kids see someone smiling at them
and they smile back.
When I hear music I love, I know I can't carry a tune and don't have much
rhythm so I sit self consciously and listen. My kids feel the beat and move to
it. They sing out the words. If they don't know them, they make up their own.
When I feel wind on my face, I brace myself against it. I feel it messing up my
hair and pulling me back when I walk. My kids close their eyes, spread their
arms and fly with it until they fall to the ground laughing.
When I pray I say Thee and Thou and grant me this, give me that. My kids say,
"Hi God!!! Thanks for my toys and my friends. Please keep the bad dreams away
tonight. Sorry, I don't want to go to Heaven yet. I would miss my Mommy and
Daddy."
When I see a mud puddle, I step around it. I see muddy shoes and clothes and
dirty carpets. My kids sit in it. They see dams to build, rivers to cross and
worms to play with.
I wonder if we are given kids to teach or to learn from?
No wonder God loves the little children!!
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