24 January 2010
Kids
01/28/10 01:54 PM Filed in: From the Pastor
“Lord, kids are so neat!
Sometimes they’re bundles of energy
gift wrapped in hand-me-downs.
Other times they’re pajamaed packages of sleepy sweetness.
Always they’re a miracle.
I love the way they chase butterflies,
and the attention they give to mud puddles and raindrops on a window.
I envy their freedom from clocks and calendars,
their immunity to pressure.
Oh, they have their moments,
skinned knees and nap time,
but they recover quickly.
They don’t nurse their disappointments
or make a career out of contrition.
Lord,
kids are so neat!
Let me be converted
and become as a little child.
Let me know again
the sheer joy of being alive, and
the pure pleasure
of living one day at a time,
fully savoring each solitary moment.
Free me from past disappointments
and the little hurts
I’ve so carefully kept.
Restore unto me a childlike anticipation for life.
A sense of wonder
which makes each day new
and my life truly abundant."
Liz Biddle
Pastoral Secretary
Christ's Chapel
Sometimes they’re bundles of energy
gift wrapped in hand-me-downs.
Other times they’re pajamaed packages of sleepy sweetness.
Always they’re a miracle.
I love the way they chase butterflies,
and the attention they give to mud puddles and raindrops on a window.
I envy their freedom from clocks and calendars,
their immunity to pressure.
Oh, they have their moments,
skinned knees and nap time,
but they recover quickly.
They don’t nurse their disappointments
or make a career out of contrition.
Lord,
kids are so neat!
Let me be converted
and become as a little child.
Let me know again
the sheer joy of being alive, and
the pure pleasure
of living one day at a time,
fully savoring each solitary moment.
Free me from past disappointments
and the little hurts
I’ve so carefully kept.
Restore unto me a childlike anticipation for life.
A sense of wonder
which makes each day new
and my life truly abundant."
Liz Biddle
Pastoral Secretary
Christ's Chapel