Day 8: The wonder of children

On this 8th day of miracle, today is one in particular I genuinely never thought I would write about. Children. In the Bible, it says how we have to become like children, and the world will be filled with wonder, trust, love, and all things good. Here is proof, just incase you don’t believe me:

Matthew 18: 2-5

2 He called a little child to him, and placed the child among them.
3And he said: “Truly I tell you, unless you change and become like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven.
4Therefore, whoever takes the lowly position of this child is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven.
5 And whoever welcomes one such child in my name welcomes me.
I have never thought of myself as being particularly fond of tiny humans. I have never had much patience, and I felt as if I lacked the maternal instinct which comes so naturally in most women. Moving to Italy challenged that. You see, here I am a teacher, once again something I had promised myself I would never do. I deal with children EVERY DAY. EVERY SINGLE DAY.
The thing about children that I have really come to love, is the fact that they can turn any situation into something funny, exciting or simply something new. They have such strong concepts of right, and wrong, and absolutely are filled with wonder for the world around them. I am constantly reminded to see the world the way that they do.
Coming from being someone who would quite literally run at the sight of children, (some children still evoke the flight or fight mode in me) I have no come to appreciate the delays, the laughs and the absolute extreme emotions that come with the pressures of primary school. The stress of having the best pencil case is a real thing. They are so eager to trust, so eager to learn, and filled with a curiosity that I am sure our Heavenly Father smiles whenever He hears a question.
I want to be more child-like. (Granted, I am not far from it in the height department)
Jesus, open my heart to be moulded into a child, filled with wonder, questions, and love. A love that can only be expressed through unrelenting trust without borders.
Children, the gift of new life, that… in all its glory, personality and unique traits, these tiny humans are my miracles for the day.
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