Eyes of a Child

I love listening to my kids every morning on our way to school.  It's a 25 minute drive from our house to their school and where I teach.  Their awes and wonders is what  I wish I saw more often.  I get so busy in all the craziness that I forget to look around and rejoice in what God has right in front of me.  It really doesn't matter if the toys are picked up and that there might be dishes that need to be put away.  The world never stopped turning because of that.  (Even in the middle of the night when I have stepped on a Lego trap!!!!)  My kids love to talk about the sunrises on the way of school.  They always talk about the way God painted the sky and that the sun rays have to be the Angels singing.  Just like the other day when they saw a cloud that Kurt had to take a picture of because it looked like a huge car and he knew God was traveling with my Grandmother somewhere.  Awe...to have the eyes of a child.