Big Mud Puddles and Sunny Yellow
When I look at a patch of dandelions,
I see a bunch of weeds that are going to take over my yard.
My kids see flowers for Mom and
blowing white fluff you can wish on.
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
My kids see someone smiling at them
and they smile back.
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.
My kids feel the beat and move to it.
They sing out the words. If they don't know them, they make up their own.
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.
My kids close their eyes, spread
their arms and fly with it, until they fall to the ground laughing.
When I pray, I say thee and thou and grant me this,
give me that.
My kids say, "Hi God! Thanks for
my toys and my friends. Please keep the bad dreams away tonight. Sorry, I don't
want to go to Heaven yet. I would miss my Mommy and Daddy."
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!
Enjoy the little things in life, for
one day you may look back and realize they were the big things.
I wish you Big Mud Puddles and Sunny Yellow Dandelions!!!
"Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take but
by the moments that take our breath away."