A Lost Skill
Kids can be unrelenting. One question after
another. It was one of those days...
"Dad, how much does a candle cost?"
"No idea, son. Perhaps a buck!"
"And how much does electricity
"I don't know, but it does cost
The electricity bills are always high
"And the sun, dad, how much does
"How on earth can I know how much
sun costs? Listen, son, I am very busy
Leave me alone..."
Alan obeyed and left him alone.
Later on in the evening, however, Alan
back on the attack. This time dad was
"Why are you so interested in
of light. Candles, electricity bills,
How can one determine the cost of the
"Oh, dad, I worked that one on
I know the cost of sunlight!!"
"Oh yes?!" answered coyly
"Let's see, how much?!"
"Simple dad. Sunlight is free.
nothing. God gives it to us freely,
A simple story. But a real eye opener.
heart opener also!
God is replenishing us with precious
for free. And we do not even realize!
It is not me who keeps my lungs pumping,
my heart beating and my brain functioning!
It is not me who keeps my tongue moving,
my hair growing, my feet mobile. Someone
else is doing this for me. It is not
paints the sky blue every morning,
green and the sea azure. It is not
makes the sun rise, the clouds pour
the moon come out and the stars shine.
is not me who takes flash photos from
when it is lightening and makes music
it is thundering!
It is Someone else...
"What a wonderful hairstyle you
Who did it for you?" the woman
"Oh, mum did the hairstyle, God
the hair!! " Jessica answered
Rose was with her mum waiting for the
Suddenly she noticed a snail crawling
slowly, carrying its home on its back.
wide open in amazement, she uttered,
mom, look! A snail!"
"Come on, Rose, I have no time
Hurry up! The bus is coming. Always
on dumb things"
And so mum destroyed the poetry of
And what is life without poetry?
A prisoner had been secluded in an
cell for ten years. Never seeing anyone.
Never hearing anyone. Never speaking
One day a small tiny ant entered his
What a marvel! He spent hours gazing
at the mechanism of her legs, at her
head, he gave her a crumb of bread
watching her nibbling it. He held her
Suddenly he realized that it took him
years in isolation to appreciate the
of an ant....
When will our eyes open up and we begin to
When will stop taking the miracle of
When we shall start seeing God in our
... And wonder!
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