My professor wrote the follwing story in one of his papers-- I love the thoughts and words of his little girl.
My eldest daughter Natalya, six years old, came to me recently and sat on my lap while I was typing at the computer.
"Can I write a story?" she said. "You type it in, Daddy".
"Sure", I said, and holding her I typed the words. This is what she said:
"And sparkles came out of her eyes. And then she looked out the window and darkness clouds came out of the sky and then the next morning the sun came out and she was surprised, and she glimmered in beauty and long hair, she became the beautifullest, prettiest girl in town".
I am reminded of Jesus words, "I tell you the truth, unless you change and become like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven." We are to accept, hope and dream like children. Little children look past age, race, gender, and capabilities-- they see things pure and beautiful. Next time you see a child watch them-- their imaginations, their playfulness, their over-exaggerated emotions, their fear of discipline when they've been naughty, their eagerness to learn, observe and explore. Easily molded and impacted by the tiniest things. Its amazing! So care free, so focused on the moment, and engaged in the here & now.
I pray to become like a little child in my spirit and in the ways I see people.
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