Big Mud Puddles
and
Sunny Dandelions
When I look at a patch of dandelions, I see a bunch of weeds that are going to take over my yard. My kids see flowers for Mom and blowing white fluff you can wish on.
When I look at an
old drunk and he smiles at me, I see a smelly, dirty person who probably wants money and I
look away.
My kids see someone smiling at them and they smile back.
When I hear music I
love, I know I can't carry a tune and don't have much rhythm so I sit self-consciously and
listen.
My kids feel the beat and move to it. They sing out the words. If they don't know them,
they make up their own.
When I feel wind on
my face, I brace myself against it. I feel it messing up my hair and pulling me back when
I walk.
My kids close their eyes, spread their arms and fly with it, until they fall to the ground
laughing.
When I pray, I say
thee and thou and grant me this, give me that.
My kids say, "Hi God! Thanks for my toys and my friends. Please keep the bad dreams
away tonight. Sorry, I don't want to go to Heaven yet. I would miss my Mommy and
Daddy."
When I see a mud
puddle I step around it. I see muddy shoes and dirty carpets.
My kids sit in it. They see dams to build, rivers to cross, and worms to play with.
I wonder if we are given kids to teach or to learn from? No wonder God loves the little children!
Enjoy the little things in life, for one day you may look back and realize they were the big things.
I wish you Big Mud Puddles and Sunny Yellow Dandelions!!!