Big Mud Puddles and Sunny Yellow
Dandelions
When I look at a patch of dandelions,
I see a bunch of weeds that are going to take over my yard. 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. 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. 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. When I pray, I say thee and thou and
grant me this, give me that. 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! I wish you Big Mud Puddles and Sunny
Yellow Dandelions!!!
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