I find that little kids are such remarkable resources for wonderment and ideas for writing and life. I love listening to them talk so expressively and excitedly about things we consider mundane, such as getting to capture grasshoppers later in the afternoon, or create a castle out of Play-Doh before lunch is served.
Every time we go somewhere in my car, I love to play my Mindy Gledhill Anchor CD. (You know, the one with my wedding song on it? 😉 It’s amazing to see how the boys settle down and just listen. The other day, after turning it on, they sweetly said “Oh, Anna. This is my favorite music. But only if you sing along with it!” (They said it in German, which made my heart melt into a puddle on the floor twice as fast.)
I wish we were able to foster that child-like wonder longer in life, rather than becoming more jaded, less satisfied by the most simple of things. The world needs more people who can explore and experience life with the hope and interest children are filled to the brim with. (This is not an excuse for adults to act like children, mind you. Instead, a perspective from which one can look when uninspired, disinterested, cynical, hardened by the trials of everyday life.)
It’s easy to become guarded, weary of life. Being an adult comes with a lot of stress. But I think it’s so important to keep the child-like trust and happy-go-luckiness alive and well within ourselves.
I hope you find yourself in awe this weekend about something, and that you find excitement in something we usually find so normal, (like treating yourself to an ice-cream cone, with sprinkles–because sprinkles make everything so much better) and most of all, I hope you find yourself laughing like a child this weekend. The kind of laughter that you just know comes from your heart, and is healing your pains and worries with every gasp and squeal of happiness.
I wish you all the happiness
That God gives freely if you ask
Mindy Gledhill, Hourglass