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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