I just spent several days trying to observe life through the eyes of a child. Its amazing when I try to see and hear and think on their level; perspective changes.
My two youngest grandchildren are amazing! Maybe because I am older and my eyes have seen a lot and my ears have heard enough; observing the innocency of small children seems educational. After a weekend with them, I felt like I have renewed eyesight this a.m.
My little Savannah is 10 months. She's so adorable, so innocent, so needy and dependent. I soaked up every hug, every smile and every peekaboo. I should have kept a momentary journal of her mood swings! One moment she was indulging me; the next frowning and pushing me away! We call her "Princess" because she's all girl feelings and emotions. I stayed on her roller coaster; trying to please her and read her and see through her big beautiful eyes how she was interpreting life. She used me; batting her long eyelashes and flashing a cute smile even while a crystal teardrop glistened on her tiny cheek. I was smitten and amused. I wasn't consistent with "the look" or the reminding warning of " Savannah Grace"! but her mama is. It gets that little girl's attention and adjusts her focus quickly!
Oh yes , Lord! I see me in her! I know I tend to live by my feelings. I make decisions by them. I wake up to changing emotions and go to bed with them often ruling me. And I'd like to think I don't try to manipulate. But I fear I do. And you are patient with me. Thank you, Lord, for giving me "the look" when I need it. I appreciate the "attitude adjustments".
My two year old grandson is learning to express himself verbally. We all were treated to a never ending barrage of expressed thoughts most of his waking moments. He's loving the fact that he can shock us by that. We've learned that " I don't like Jesus" and lots of things are "nasty". He doesn't hesitate to inform us that he is very capable of doing things himself. He also discovered that beds were made to jump on (even though his parents disagree) and the candy dish holds a treat that is worth disobedience. He tried to ride a bicycle and crashed when he was feeling "tough". And then he can say the sweetest "yuv you's" when he's having a tender moment. What a bundle of independence and energy! He keeps the "big people" alert and moving!
Lord, I can see how my actions could alarm you at times! And I can feel you right there prodding me not to speak my thoughts! Thank you for being the Big Person that shadows me and for picking me up and brushing me off when I crash. I am tempted to indulge myself. Thank you for reminders to get my hand out of the candy dish! Your hugs mean so much and you let me come back with an "I love you" when I've been independent and I'm needing loved.
Pawpaw and I were sweetened by bunches of hugs and kisses; enough to hopefully last for a few long distance weeks. I can still feel them. Those little souls in training are not far removed from me and life. Seeing things through the eyes of a child makes me appreciative of God's patience with me. I love those tiny two more than I can express. And I know He loves me. We sang "Jesus loves me" with Easton just days ago. A good reminder for me, as well!
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