Most days after work I go out for a long walk. It clears and quiets my mind and so I walk and pray. This evening, on the last loop of my walk, I was given a most beautiful gift. There on the sidewalk in front of me, riding along on their scooters, were two little boys. . . one white, one African American. . . one a second grader, the other in Kindergarten. The boys Dad's were across the street mowing lawns as the boys were riding up and down the sidewalk on their scooters. I heard the one Dad yell to his son to NOT cross the street. "Just stay on the sidewalk until I'm done," he said. The boys shouted back, "OK!" So, I stopped to tell the boys that I thought it was pretty neat the way they were listening and obeying their Dad's direction. The one, the littlest one. . . the Kindergartner said, "I always obey my Dad, and I always say my prayers!" Well, this just made me smile all over!! With that, the boy began to bow his head and say his prayers. The other boy, the second grader, bowed his head too, and joined in the prayer!! Together, the three of us shared a sidewalk prayer! After we prayed, we waved good-bye and went our separate ways.
Little ones. . . taking time out of scootering on the sidewalk to say a prayer. . . in that brief beautiful moment. . . all was well with the world.
In Him,
lisa
