Mud Puddles and Dandelions
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 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!!
"Enjoy the little things in life, for one day you may
look back and realize they were the big things."
I wish you mud puddles and dandelions...
[ Author Unknown -- from Aiken Drum ]
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