Today I took my two-year-old son to the carnival where he rode on a tiny fire truck with no less than nine steering wheels, none of which could actually turn the vehicle. My son was nevertheless very serious and spun the weel furiously, as did the other children beside him. Isn't this how God must see us, as "children" many time -- in intent on what actually means so little and controlling so little of where we really are going?
When I find life grim or think the stakes are high, let me recall again that I am in a spiritual childhood, and You wish me to enjoy my ride through life.
I need not take myself so seriously!
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