I’ve been home from Uganda for about a week now. The jet lag has finally subsided and my stomach is [almost] back to normal. But my dreams... Man, my dreams continue to take me back to those faces. The faces of children who have absolutely nothing.....but who don’t even seem to know it.
What’s the deal with those smiles?
See, I lose mine so easily sometimes. Like when I’m out driving around in my car with the moonroof open, feeling the heat of the sun as it beats down on the graphite leather of my new sedan.....and suddenly someone cuts me off and I have to hit my breaks a little harder than usual.
Boom! Smile gone.
What the hell?
The Internet is slow today. My coffee isn’t hot. Someone criticized me.
Jesus help me. Because I saw more of you in these children....who had nothing....than I sometimes see in myself....who has everything.
“I tell you the truth, unless you turn from your sins and become like little children, you will never get into the Kingdom of Heaven. So anyone who becomes as humble as this little child is the greatest in the Kingdom of Heaven.” Jesus in Matthew 18