Just Ask a Princess


 Looking at this picture of our granddaughter, Liza, and grandniece, Lily, it occurs to me that our culture spends far too much time insisting on giving children answers, rather than inviting them to imagine, inquire and explore. Maybe if we spent more time considering the place of the princess or prince in our life, and less time insisting that we be named king of all there is forevermore, we would find more joy and laughter in life and less stress on our heart.
In these days of Covid-19, nearing elections, the causes of injustice and inequality in our world, and the general malaise concerning the care and welfare of anyone other than the person in the mirror, take a moment to step back from all of your pat and certain answers and watch a child at play . . . and learn. As much as most of us disdain the inevitable youngster's questions of, 'Why?' or 'How much longer?', perhaps it is time we look to our Parent God and, as the child, ask the question . . . then wait for the reply before forging our own conclusions in anger, hatred, animosity or prejudice.
Allow the refreshing coolness of a little girl's giggle while playing the part of a princess or the consuming delight of a little boy's guffaw in holding the toad as it springs away to be that which quiets your day and brings you to a higher level of understanding than all of the knowledge the world can hold. Such is the Wisdom of which Jesus speaks as He holds the child and says, "Suffer the little children unto me, for to such as these belong the kingdom of God." 
Something to ponder on the journey.

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