I had a great weekend. I am so blessed because the Lord has finally given me people in my life around here who love Jesus and are around my age. Not going to lie -- I was previously convinced they didn't exist. But, seriously... so blessed. And so enjoying that blessing. :)
I find I'm also meeting quite a few little folk who love Jesus. And while they're not my age or even around my age, sometimes they teach me things I couldn't have gleaned from a thousand conversations from their elders.
Take Jillian. She's eight or something. (Stress the "or something.") Tonight, she taught me that when you walk through the tall grass of her abandoned pasture long enough, when you're done, you get special powers that make you turn into animals. Like cheetahs. (Who knew?) I decided I wanted to turn into a horse. She wasn't sure if that was possible, but definitely didn't reject the notion entirely.
And this is even better. When we were done, we spent some time looking at the moon. After a while, she thoughtfully said, "Every night the moon comes up and shines."
A pause.
"That just gets me."
Ahh, to have the faith of a child and wonder so purely at God's creation.
May we all be so blessed.
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