Today I was in the checkout line at WalMart and played with a really cute baby not more than a few months old. He had his first two teeth, pretty eyes and his hair was almost long enough for his first haircut, but not quite. It is always so sad to cut that cute baby hair. He smiled and I held his little hands, then I thanked his father because I had to leave. I don't think the lady they were with was his mother because she had no desire to be near the baby, and the baby had no resemblance to her at all but I could be wrong.
God has a way of showing people mirrors, reminders of themselves in other people as they are or could have been, or might someday become. I could see the young lady had some bitter feelings, and I recall my own bitter feelings and cringe. Wouldn't I love to say I have always been like the angels? I saw myself in this young lady, maybe not the exact attitude but close enough. I wish I could tell her that the attitude will take away from her everything she hopes for.
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