"Tastes like cotton candy summers, and long watermelon nights, filled with bubblegum breezes, and soda pop lights. Tastes like bright waffle mornings, and sunset popsicles, like warm lemonade stands, and melted ice cream cones. These are my memories, they're the flavors of my life." -Flavors of My Life
Thursday, February 2, 2012
Kids are wiser than we think
The wisdom of young kids sometimes amazes me. Recently I went to visit my grandparents. My grandpa is getting older and his health isn't as good, so he is often worn down. Walking in, I see my five year old cousin, who is the epitome of hyperactive intelligence, sitting quietly holding my grandpa's hand. Not talking, just enjoying being with his grandpa. Seeing me, he pulled out a chair and called me over so that I could hold Grandpa's other hand. The tenderness of the moment touched me. This boy would normally rather be jumping on the tramp or teasing his older siblings was sensitive enough to know his grandpa needed his company. I feel like everything we ever need to know about being Christlike we can learn from children. "From the mouth of babes..."
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