I just got back from a great vacation.  Our daughter and her husband, who reside in Nashville, TN, went on a cruise to celebrate their tenth anniversary, and we watched our grandkids, Lauren, age 4, and Rueben, age eleven months.  Its amazing how such little kids can wear us adults out.

Its good to spend time with children.  When we’re around adults we tend to be so analytical and serious about life’s matters.  But children are so simple and innocent in their ways.  We went on a picnic one afternoon at a local Nashville park.  We had just watched the DVD ‘Alvin and the Chipmunks’ the night before.  Lauren noticed an old tree in the park with some holes in it.  She walked up to the tree, looking up toward the holes, and cried, “Alvin!”  Then she looked beyond the tree and noticed a house, and turned to me and said, “Grandpa, I just found Dave Sevelle’s house.”

Perhaps we need the simple faith of a child when it comes to relationship with God.  Is He there or isn’t he?  Do we have to see Him or understand Him for Him to be involved in our lives?  Perhaps we need to grow up and have the faith of a child.

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