I went to the grocery store this morning to get the last few things I need for Thanksgiving dinner. I actually got there pretty early so the crowd was not too big. There was a festive feeling in the air and people were generally in a good mood. The employees were super friendly as they usually are. A woman was pushing one of those carts that has a play car on the front end. There were two seats filled with two adorable little boys making race car sounds. I smiled at them and asked if they were driving. The older of the two said something in toddler speak so I didn’t understand, but he seemed rather please with himself. At the checkout, I was third in line and people quickly filled in behind me. There was another mom with a little boy in the shopping cart at the front. The boy was unhappy and while not actually crying, he was more like whining. The cashier thought she would try to cheer him up by giving him a sticker. It stuck to his finger and as he tried to take it off, it stuck to the other one. She tried to help him, but he would have no part of that. It did distract him for a while, though, until he got fed up with trying to get the sticker off as it went back and forth from finger to finger. He finally shook his hand hard and it came off. Then he went back to his whining. The whole scene captivated and entertained the entire line of people along with the cashier and his mom who was very patient. Even though he was not too happy, his antics brought smiles and laughter to those around him.
I Found God today in generally happy people and childhood antics.