How beautiful to behold the world in the eyes of a child – finding beauty and majesty in everything that surrounds you. Yet so often we view our present circumstances with disgust and dismay for they do not fulfill the expectations laid before them. They wander from their predetermined path that we feel we have the right to lay. When we pull right, life turns left. When we say stop, life speeds past. Moments are wasted with distractions from what truly matters. Memories are lost and replaced by futile emotions that ruin the large picture. We see an obstacle, yet a child sees a challenge. We see a wall, yet a child digs a tunnel. We see a nuisance, yet a child sees a privilege. Children are not afraid to get dirty in life, for they, perhaps better than any one of us sophisticated, educated individuals, know that no one can leave life unscarred and unharmed. Children understand the simplistic principle that rules life around us: life will bring hardships, but people bring reactions. Rather than fighting for what must occur, they embrace what will happen. Rather than resisting what may take place, they run to what can be changed. Rather than reminiscing of the days of old, they welcome the days new. How beautiful to live life knowing that tomorrow is just another opportunity to glorify the one that created them? Not special. Not burdensome. Not even full of trails that require tactful schemes and plans to determine the will or outcome of so-called fate and fortune. To them, the rain is not a burden, but a chance to dance in a rare occurring puddle that reaches knees and tickles toes. The lack of electricity is not a hindrance, but a moment to hear the night without the buzz of man-made intervention. The idea of death is not a fear, but a chance for life everlasting without the troubles that grown men and women seem to seek out and find so readily, but with the God that loves us.