For they considered not the miracle of the loaves for their heart had hardened. Matt 4:52 KJV
“Watch and be amazed,” the precious child said;
After waking briskly and jumping out of bed.
“Amazed in what?” Mom busily did say.
“I do not know yet, Momma, it’s a brand new day!”
“Of course,” Mom said. Taken back to the day;
When whimsical wonder was her worldly display.
“Want to color, read books, or play some games?”
Mom asked her child while placing the dishes to drain.
“No,” she said proudly with her gapped toothed grin.
Mentioning things that she wanted to do again.
This was the meaning behind what was heard;
Though not in as many, or exactly these words.
“Let’s explore new places; far, vast and wide.
Let’s go outside, you’re the seeker, I will hide.
Let’s taste falling rain, smell a bright red rose,
feel the sand under our feet and between our toes.
Let’s hear birds and listen for crickets to sing,
Throw rocks in the water to watch the circling rings.”
The sunset drew the day quickly to close.
They ate then bathed between ten twinkling toes.
The child mumbled; Her bright eyes filled with sleep.
Her blanket wrapped around her; her arms round Mommy.
“Dear God, I thank you for this day. Amen.
I wish Momma could watch and be amazed again.”
Mom prayed over her; broke to silent tears.
Wishing days didn’t so quickly turn into years.
So goes the saying, “From the mouths of babes,”
Thank you God for moments to, ‘Watch and be amazed.’
Father, I thank You for the glimpses of perfection in Your word and this world. As I ring in 2018 may my heart be in tune to Your will and Your will alone. Soak my hardened heart in the living water that the beauty of Your creation resounds. All that I am is Yours.