A little two-year-old cutie smiled and waved at me in the street the other day. She picked me out of a group of people waiting on a street corner for the light to change. Maybe I didn't get my millions of dollars but things like this are far more valuable to me. Toddlers seem to notice something extraordinary about me. I wish I could see myself through their eyes.
I wish I didn't have to be reminded of those innocent children who were used in those stolen sketches. Though I normally limit scriptural references to my Lost and Found blog, I cannot resist doing so here. (Luke 17:2) It would be better for him if a millstone were hung around his neck and he were cast into the sea than that he should cause one of these little ones to sin. If you were one of those children, please do not feel guilty about it. I do not hold it against you. nor do I hold the crimes of the offenders against their children, and I hope none of you do either.
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