It’s amazing how easily children will give you their trust. (Not always the case, I know). But have you ever noticed that they receive love sometimes more freely than we are willing to give it?
I think somewhere between “I can’t wait to grow up” and “I wish I was a kid again” we lose our vulnerability in giving trust. For any number of reasons we guard ourselves too tightly. Life happens and we lose our child-like outlook, our ability to just grab someone’s hand and trust where they will take us.
Ukraine. Month two. Our ministry was an all day kid’s camp.
We spent our days chasing children, eating with children, playing Frisbee with children, teaching English to children. Children, children, children.
Full of life, full of the adventure, full of smiles.
What a breath of fresh air.
There is something so precious about a little one slipping their hand into yours as you walk to the sports field. How trusting they are of you to get them safely from one place to the other. I expected these kids to take some time to warm up to us. What I didn’t expect was how freely they gave their love and their hands to hold. How willing they were to let me in.
I would constantly be hearing the voice of Selena Gomez coming from the little music players the girls’ would bring. What I didn’t realize until we left Ukraine was how much I would miss singing that song.
