While driving to work one morning this week I looked out over the frost covered fields and remembered how much, as a child, I enjoyed walking to school. I especially liked the walk when the lawns were covered in frost. The frost always fascinated me as it layered the grass in what seemed like little jewels. I also loved the smell of the air on those crisp mornings. Somehow, I didn't seem to notice that it was also cold outside, because I spent my entire walk exploring things around me.
Yesterday, we got a big ole' Missouri snowstorm. All of the kids were excited at the thought of snow coming, and even did a "snow dance" at the daycare just to give extra insurance to the fact that IT WOULD ARRIVE!
I thought to myself, wouldn't it be wonderful to see the world again through the eyes of a child? Just to be excited again about snow, or frost, or other wonders that God has given us.
May the Lord restore to us the "eyes of a child" that we can see the little things in a new way!
Blessings,
GrandmaB
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