|Feb 28, 2013||Les Miserables|
|Feb 27, 2013||Love You 900|
|Feb 26, 2013||Eel Tales|
|Feb 25, 2013||Picture This|
|Feb 24, 2013||Bacteria Do It|
|Feb 23, 2013||Two Places At Once|
|Feb 22, 2013||The Boy|
|Feb 21, 2013||Old Man and the Moon|
|Feb 20, 2013||Ink Me on Your Palm|
|Feb 19, 2013||Durable Engine, Worn Out Body|
|Feb 18, 2013||Buddy and Beast|
|Feb 17, 2013||Neither, Nor|
|Feb 16, 2013||The Wrong Ride|
|Feb 15, 2013||Saving Orphans 4: True Story, Happy Ending|
|Feb 14, 2013||Saving Orphans 3: African Orphans in Maine|
|Feb 13, 2013||Saving Orphans 2: The Undocumented|
|Feb 12, 2013||Saving Orphans 1: They Did Good|
|Feb 11, 2013||Thatís Entertainment|
|Feb 10, 2013||Golden|
|Feb 9, 2013||The Chain|
|Feb 8, 2013||Breath of Life|
|Feb 7, 2013||Truckiní|
|Feb 5, 2013||Unglued|
|Feb 4, 2013||Put a Plug in the Jug|
|Feb 3, 2013||A Child Leads Them|
|Feb 2, 2013||Pantomime, Poetry and Scripture|
|Feb 1, 2013||Bailing Dories|
Title: A Child Leads Them
Date: February 03, 2013
After clear cutting an acre of trees, and blasting granite, the high land had an ocean view. Over the course of winter on this new construction site, a handsome new home slowly took shape. The skilled and congenial carpentry crew, pleased with the intricate work, pounded nails, lifted lumber, cut, measured, and enjoyed themselves through the cold months.
The homeowner and his six-year-old granddaughter arrived on an early spring day, to see for themselves how the construction was coming. As the owner talked and walked with the contractor, eyeing this and that and smiling, his darling blond-haired and blue-eyed sprite of a granddaughter danced and played, outside and inside, and all around them.
She was a talkative and inquisitive child who asked the workmen many questions. “What's this? Why? How come?” One carpenter, a father himself, finally asked her why she was so comfortable talking to people she didn’t know and to whom she had not been introduced.
She laughed and danced, and simply said, “Aren't we all God’s children?"
All the workmen heard her, stopped their work and watched her, wondering at her, as she twirled on tiptoe through the sawdust, smiling.
Let’s Pray: Dear God, when little children speak Your truth, let all who hear listen with wonder at the wisdom of innocence spoken aloud. We are all brother and sisters, Your children. You have so many ways of speaking to us. Give us ears to hear. Amen.
Today’s Thought Is: Speak to me, O God. Give me ears to hear.