Spirit of a Child
Tuesday, February 26th, 2008I love this little village girl though I never even met her. I love her spirit and playfulness, even amidst her poverty.
Perhaps ours was the first automobile she had seen in days. The opportunity must have been too good to pass up, so as we casually drove past her remote Indian village she clenched her fists and set her jaw and, giving no heed to the impossibility of her victory, the race was on.

I look at her picture now. I am tempted to shake my head and smile “knowingly” as I contemplate the futility of her challenge. Then I remind myself, “Had it been God’s will she would, indeed, have won that race”.
O, Spirit of a Child
Where is it you go when we come of age?
Are you gone forever,
Or are you merely hiding
That we might still seek you?
“Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of God belongs to such as these.” Mark 10:14
Mike
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