c0razon_de_oro ([info]c0razon_de_oro) wrote,
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  • Music: Stands cheers stuck in my head from last night's game...

You can't stop Debbie Downer!!

Mother Theresa once said "We are all pencils in the hand of God." It seems that my pencil remains unused, unsharpened, possibly even unnoticed. My only page left blank, void of brillantly worded stories of herosim, love, danger, hope...

I feel as an unwritten disaster left to rot.

"Use me, Lord!"

My greatest fear is mediocrity.

Watching little kids is inspiring. After returning home from church, I decided to enjoy the temporarily mild weather by taking a walk. After about two blocks, I saw two parents teaching their son (seemingly a firstborn) how to do a somersault.

I paused briefly to watch his meager attempt at rolling onto his head. His roll took a sharp turn to the right, and he landed on his side. Regardless, he jumped up in excitement at his achievement, and he ran to his dad, who scooped up the little boy into the biggest hug I have seen in a long time. I smiled, and the little boy saw me, giggled, and waved. I smiled and waved back, and continued my walk.

Roughly ten minutes later, I encountered a small girl of about 5 years wobbling on a bicycle, probably the first time without trainers. Wrapped up in pads, wristguards, a helmet, and eye goggles, she slowly pedaled her way down the sidewalk, took a horrible spill, and began to sob. I quickly walked in her direction and asked if she was okay, and she nodded. I told her I would help her ride down the street, but she kept insisting that she could do it herself.

This girl is so much like me at her age. I had to do everything for myself.

I told her that by pedaling faster she would have better balance, and she informed me that she was "quite intelligent enough to figure out bicycle riding alone".

No kidding.

So I walked off and pretended to turn a corner, but I hid behind a tree instead. I watched her, and sure enough, she went much faster this time around, and had much more success.

She saw me and smiled.

I love little kids and their innocence. They are not yet corrupted by our society, they are not lazy nor concerned about what tomorrow will bring.

And they are pleased by their accomplishments.

I could learn so much from them.

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