here i am, sitting in panera's.
feeling kind of blue about these blogs
when a little boy just walked by and said,
"hi" to me. just like that. and found a
table. probably waiting for his mother.
no, it was his father.
i just got up and went over to
this child, and told his father he must
be very proud of his son.
"what is your name?"
"tim." he said, looking right in my eyes.
"my name is ann."
tim learned his manners from his father
because as i was leaving, he thanked
me and called me by name.
this has taken care of my day.
the sun is warmer. the breeze fresher.
i have seen the wonder of God
in the face of a child, and once
i catch His wonder, it fills and
covers all the harder things that
life knocks me around with.