I am learning to think like a child again! My sweet eight year old grandson is spending some time with Momma and I this summer while his parents go about their jobs. When they arrived I told him I was so happy he would be with us for awhile, to which he flatly relied " Well grandma I really didn't have a choice!" I had to chuckle at his words because his Grandpa Dan spoke with the same matter- of- fact certainty when he was alive. Funny how traits carry on from one generation to the next. I find myself gazing at him often; this beautiful boy with sandy blonde hair like his lovely Momma's, and eyes like his handsome Dad.
He is the apple of their eyes, this little man so ready and willing to please us, yet so independent in many ways beyond his years. His dinner time prayers are quick and also to the point. One thing is for certain, he trusts God to bless every aspect of his days. We talk about his dear Grandpa ( Pop pop) with great affection. You see, one of Dan's motivations for living, despite a terrible disease was to see this little boy grow up! I like to think he is watching from heaven as we go about our days together. I am not certain this is true but it gives me a great deal of hope to believe it.
Oh, to have the faith of a child! Lord help me to see the world with childlike faith. To find joy in every moment of each day. To view each creature with magical faith, in a heart of love. This child whom I saw come into the world fills my heart with utter love and devotion...he teaches me to find hope and peace even in small wonders. Much like I experience myself, when I consider the lilies in the field which toil not yet they prosper according to your will. Just as Psalms 51:10 reads: Create in me a pure heart, O God (I pray) and renew a steadfast spirit within me.
Even as I type he is happily singing in the next room, a song of joyful hope! Just content to be enjoying the moment. Funny how just the sound of his voice brings joy to my sometimes weary heart...Today, if you have the pleasure of being with someone small I pray you will look into their happy eyes and thank God for the privilege of being near to the heart of God. He loves us like manner to the love we have for the little people he gives us to adore. When you gaze into the eyes of a child may you see the pure and innocent face of love. Time for breakfast and a day of surprises!
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