God made more stars tonight… At least that is what my 2 year old son went to bed thinking.
.: Sheesh… he thought God makes the stars every night. As in “fresh”, “new” ones…
wait. A child’s perspective is stunning.
Oh how I desire to think more like my children. To trust more like them. To pray more like them. To believe more like them.
They hear Jesus heals, and pray for it. They dance and sing songs and believe the words – not just sing them because they like the melody (although that helps).
Be more like a kid. I am going to join them.