It’s amazing how hanging out with children can mute mental and bodily complaints.
Sore muscles vanished yesterday when the five-year-old neighbor boy came over to play with our grandchildren, five and eight years old. At the lunch table, we all began a detailed, serious conversation about school. Teacher’s names, how old everyone was in kindergarten and third grade, the big class, how kindergarteners get to third grade, music, crafts, recess, rain days when recess was inside a big room where they eat also.
Our five-year old grandson left his chair and walked into the kitchen inquisitively.
“Is everything all right?” his mother asks.
“I ate a bad bite of food,” he said.
“Spit it in the garbage.”
But he dribbles the food into his hand and dissects it to find…
“I think it’s a tooth,” he turns to us and says.
“Smile,” said his mother.
We all broke out in smiles and celebration. His first lost tooth. Adorable. Hugs all around.
The neighbor boy, sitting next to me, turns and says with bright eyes that see a wonderful future, “Now, he goes to first grade.”
I nod, but don’t explain that losing a tooth is not quite the condition to getting to first grade. Because we all were happy to keep reveling in joy.
Matthew 6:33, “If God gives such attention to the appearance of wildflowers—most of which are never even seen—don’t you think he’ll attend to you, take pride in you, do his best for you? What I’m trying to do here is to get you to relax, to not be so preoccupied with getting, so you can respond to God’s giving. People who don’t know God and the way he works fuss over these things, but you know both God and how he works. Steep your life in God-reality, God-initiative, God-provisions. Don’t worry about missing out. You’ll find all your everyday human concerns will be met.”–The Message
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