Monday, July 19, 2010

Painting redone in adobe art Butte 2

Through the Eyes of a Child


By Janeal Mulaney



In the midst of a summer sunny day I sat and watch all the little children outside at play. Some with fair hair, some with dark, swinging on the large swing sets, down at the park. How sweet and innocence they all appear. Within his or her heart there is no fear, hate, or prejudice of any kind. They’re just happy to be playing with others or alone. They laugh and they smile, while enjoying their play. Some slide down the slide or go around and around, some pair up to go up and down. Blessed are the children for they know not better, but to love everyone as well as each other.

Every adult needs to look through the eyes of a child. For we forget to see the beauty of each precious day, that the lord has granted us. Their caring, thoughtful, and loving ways help to show us how we need to live each passing day.

A child’s pride does not keep them from asking, for the help they may need, or the love that they grave. Grudges they hold not for more then a day, to them it is wasteful to spend their life in that way. Right now they know not, whether they are rich or poor, neither do they care if a wolf is at the door. For they are children they’d just invite him in, feed him leftovers and let him stay within. Life is fascinating, and something to cherish, while young and carefree children wallow away the day, with dreams and play. They do not worry what tomorrow may bring, for today is all that matters, and yesterday a past dream. Their hopes, wishes, and wants aren’t very many for most of them receive their happiest moments, through the games that they cherish.

Now as they grow they learn by example serious, and business like, they no longer smile. Their job will come first, maybe their family second, but now they hurry all through the day. There is no more time for play, too many worries, too many bills that must be paid, that’s what it takes to keep the wolf away. Somewhere in time the dreams were long forgotten, the carefree days of their childhood gone. Some now know they are poor, while others are rich. Now fear, hate, and prejudice dwell within their hearts, while leading them on their way. For now the all mighty dollar has replaced their cherished days. The more they make, the more they want, and independence is highly valued, by everyone. There is no more us, nor are there we. The thought they now have is what’s good for me.

Most adults are too busy or maybe we’ve just lost our way, to remember the peaceful and happy times we’ve all had at play. Too often we forget that there is life after work, no time to appreciate our family and friends. Our spirit is broken; we’ve forgotten what love truly is. For yesterday was not enough, today is too short and tomorrow will bring only despair.

Every adult needs to listen to what their children say, for one day they will be just like you. Are you sure that is what you want for your child to do? Or do you wish for them to look at the world through the eyes of a Child?
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