|Apr 27, 2017||Twinkle and a Wink|
|Apr 26, 2017||Terrifying Beauty|
|Apr 25, 2017||River Seeds|
|Apr 24, 2017||Turtles and Apple|
|Apr 23, 2017||Ink Me on Your Palm|
|Apr 22, 2017||Useful|
|Apr 21, 2017||A Prayer for the Warrior|
|Apr 20, 2017||Not Good|
|Apr 18, 2017||Neither, Nor|
|Apr 17, 2017||Hot, Hot, Hot|
|Apr 16, 2017||The Light is Real: Easter|
|Apr 15, 2017||Pebble Minded|
|Apr 14, 2017||A Child Leads Them|
|Apr 13, 2017||Banned by the Church|
|Apr 12, 2017||Fred|
|Apr 11, 2017||Keep Moving to the Center|
|Apr 10, 2017||Sunbeam|
|Apr 9, 2017||1 Corinthians 13|
|Apr 8, 2017||Daughter Gone|
|Apr 7, 2017||Eat, My Coat, Eat|
|Apr 6, 2017||Comic God|
|Apr 5, 2017||Old Town Canoe|
|Apr 4, 2017||Turning a Furry Cheek|
|Apr 3, 2017||My Ship's Coming|
|Apr 2, 2017||Blame Game|
|Apr 1, 2017||Preble Street|
Title: A Child Leads Them
Date: April 14, 2017
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.