Yesterday, in a small town in Virginia, a new child entered the world. His picture came across my phone in the wee hours of the morning appearing fresh, wrapped and swaddled, warm and cozy. His face looked like an elf from Fairyland and I noticed I felt joy merely looking at him. Today, while driving, as Spotify brought me a…
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Looking at Little Things
“Because children have abounding vitality, because they are in spirit fierce and free, therefore they want things repeated and unchanged. They always say, ‘Do it again’; and the grown-up person does it again until he is nearly dead. For grown-up people are not strong enough to exult in monotony. But perhaps God is strong enough to exult in monotony. It…