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By teaching a child to build a dream, we remember to reinforce our own.
While we are caught up in the routine of paperwork, a child sneaks down the staircase to watch us. The encounter, father and daughter, is a sweet ritual, pressing scenes on pages that endure vividly in memory. Her crayon picture is finished. The image she draws seems to be someone unknown, but on closer inspection there are familiar elements and recognition. In her innocence, she has drawn a picture of her father.
Children are unwavering mirrors. They may appear slight and unassuming, distracting us with their childlike requests and demands. Yet we may discover that they have called our attention to something we’ve overlooked or forgotten. In these special moments of relationship, we form opinions, create impressions, take new actions. But first we must pause.
The father recognizes himself and wonders about her observations. Has she seen something he hasn’t? Does he, too, long for expression? Was she trying to coax out the inner child who will never grow up? The frenzied pace of today’s world can prevent us from noticing or simply pausing for a closer look. We are reluctant to look into the child’s eyes and see our reflection. But we’re curious. It’s easy to shift our gaze or say “It’s late—run off to bed.” Privately, we know something has stirred within. Once we’ve looked inside, we can’t forget what we have seen.
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ordinary encounters, extraordinary reflections
Children are unwavering mirrors. They may appear slight and unassuming, distracting us with their childlike requests and demands. Yet we may discover that they have called our attention to something we’ve overlooked or forgotten. In these special moments of relationship, we form opinions, create impressions, take new actions. But first we must pause.
The father recognizes himself and wonders about her observations. Has she seen something he hasn’t? Does he, too, long for expression? Was she trying to coax out the inner child who will never grow up? The frenzied pace of today’s world can prevent us from noticing or simply pausing for a closer look. We are reluctant to look into the child’s eyes and see our reflection. But we’re curious. It’s easy to shift our gaze or say “It’s late—run off to bed.” Privately, we know something has stirred within. Once we’ve looked inside, we can’t forget what we have seen.
You may also want to visit our other websites:
Uncommon Promise Video Channel
Under the Tuscan Thumb Blog
The UP Side Lowdown by Cheryl
New Music - Virtual CD
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