When my dad and I were walking to the mailbox today, we came upon our neighbor with her 2 year old grandson. He was adorable. He showed us the pick up truck that he was carrying and playing with. It was green – my favorite color and his daddy’s too. His vocabulary was impressive. As we chatted with the neighbor, the toddler found a tiny stick that he was manipulating with the toy truck. He finally got the stick through both of the truck windows and was able to lift it. His grandmother explained that his dad was an engineer and clearly the little boy took after him. It was joyful to watch the boy play and learn right there on the spot. He was oblivious to everything going on around him, just focused on the challenge at hand.
I Found God today in a curious child.