A Kid's Eye View of the
World
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 makeup 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 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.
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.”
I wonder if we are given kids
to teach or to learn from? No wonder God loves the little children!!
Growing old is
mandatory;
Growing up is
optional.
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