Love The Little Children

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This old gal…

Breathed in that tangy vinegar smell…cleaning the cabin kitchen…and suddenly there they were…those little ones of mine…sitting at the counter…dying Easter eggs…

Active Church goers…attended most doings…loved the fun of holidays…the build up…the preparation…the gifts…but those girls of mine…never forgot…the reason for each season…because a foundation was set…

Not so…for little me…only went to Church on holidays…that mother of mine feeling looked down upon…for being divorced…little me embarrassed on those rare days in Sunday School…didn’t know the lesson…didn’t know the Bible stories…but always remembered…the songs…and maybe…that was enough…

Jesus loves the little children…all the children of the world…red and yellow black and white…they are precious in His sight…Jesus loves the little children of the world…that song…Jesus loves all the children…no matter the color…or skill…neither rich…or living with a single mom…who wailed and banged her head on the bathroom floor…

He loves them all…and what are we…if not…still children…His children…and this…the foundation on which this old life has been built…loving…all the children…those daughters of mine…doing the same…

And so…on this Easter Sunday…look into your heart…and regardless of religion or belief…find the love…for all the people of the world…share it…show it…for each is worthy and precious…in someone special’s sight…
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And those daughters of mine…agree…