I long to see through her little eyes.....

When I was a child, I used to talk as a child, think as a child, reason as a child; when I became a man, I put aside childish things.
2 Corinthians 13:11


HOW I could see through and through you!
So unconscious, tender, kind,
More than ever was known to you
Of the pure ways of your mind.

We who long to rest from strife
Labour sternly as a duty;
But a magic in your life
Charms, unknowing of its beauty.

We are pools whose depths are told;
You are like a mystic fountain,
Issuing ever pure and cold
From the hollows of the mountain.

We are men by anguish taught
To distinguish false from true;
Higher wisdom we have not;
But a joy within guides you.

Childhood by

George William Russell

No I didn't write the words above...but as I plan for school, and lay out all of my expectations for the next few months...I'm struck by the contrast of MY thoughts...verses, the hopes and dreams of my kids. May my 'plans' never squelch their passion for life! May they continue to learn JUST as YOU intended Lord.

With freedom and joy and excitement for life!