"At that time Jesus exclaimed: 'I give praise to you Father, Lord of heaven and earth, for although you have hidden these things from the wise and the learned you have revealed the to the childlike.'"
Matthew 11:25
I am so grateful to have a pack of kids who live in my apartment complex. I sit in the treehouse in the evenings and hear them down in the grassy courtyard below. It reminds me of when I was a kid, playing outside after dinner, playing so hard that I slept in a stupor, never requiring a sleep aid! One day one of the kids called out to me, she said she recognized me from Hawthorne, the elementary school where I work. It was surprising because Hawthorne is in a completely different neighborhood; our complex is served by a different school, but no matter. She told the rest of the pack, "Ms. G goes to MY school!" Since I'd been discovered I started reading little stories to the pack in the courtyard. I still have a box of books from reading online with kids during those last months of school, so I just grab a story and gather the pack. These kids are so fresh and dear. They are always open to reading with me. Their wide eyes and open hearts just touch me. This is probably what Jesus saw in kids when he told his followers to be more like them. Be open and fresh. Be willing to change plans if someone wants to read you a story. Be free to play until you collapse in a heap at the end of the day. Be inquisitive and curious. I miss the kids at school so much, but I'm so grateful to have a pack right here to remind me how I need to live my life. Love, heidi
