Honesty

After Swimming With Children Yesterday

6/24/18 -gently edited 8/19/20

Little eyes, wild mind.

Innocent smile, hands holding mine. 

I never thought I'd want it.

I always assumed the worst:

too much energy, too much work,

too much attention-

but now I want more. 

There is no love like a child's, 

before the darkness settles in. 

I want to save you from the world

and all its wants you to be.

Take this faith and own it,

don't let go of Jesus through anything. 

They're human too,

fragile now in different

but also similar ways than us. 

Already imperfect,

but that's why they must be loved. 

What are you willing to sarcifice?

Will you think of more than yourself?

To raise up the next hero

to conquer and save this earth? 

My hardened heart is cold.

It wants only what it wants;

but after being gazed at through those precious eyes-

it's found a new thing to want. 

"Behold, children are a heritage from the LORD, the fruit of the womb a reward." -Psalm 127:3