When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child.
When I became a man, I put the ways of childhood behind me. (1 Cor. 13:11)
As this nation and the rest of the world has a new way of learning and living, it is too easy to assume that all have the same ideas, regrets and other dreams. What will we tell those who come after us?
What will be their interpretations of the world when they were younger. Sometimes it’s a good exercise to see the world through the eyes of a child.
This story begins where most of my observations are born: the Bible, the Word of God.
You may ask how the Bible appeared through the eyes of a child: “Jacob was more famous than his brother, Esau, because Esau sold Jacob his birthmark in exchange for some pot roast. Jacob had a son named Joseph who wore a really loud sports coat. Another important Bible guy is Moses, whose real name was Charlton Heston.”
That was a mixture of good and bad information and how it sometimes gets translated. But the eyes of a child – especially a younger child – reflect curiosity, innocence, a lack of inhibitions.
One such child is the grandson of my wife, Judy (aka Nana). He is a 6-year-old native of Alabama with light brown hair, uninhibited, who goes by the name of James.
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