It is easier to build strong children than to repair broken men. ~Frederick Douglass
With New Year's resolutions set into motion, I hope everyone makes it a point to be more loving to their fellow neighbor or family member, especially children! Little gestures truly do matter!
It's funny, everyone now-a-days, well maybe not EVERYONE that would be a grossly generalized statement, but many feel the need to spend money on their children. Why? To show love I guess. Sometimes I've found myself falling into that trap, but then I step back and realize Kyle is happy even just picking rocks (yes no joke, he's like his dad whereas they will search for cool looking rocks to collect) as he would be participating in a shopping spree. Kyle is truly happiest when someone is doing something with him, giving him attention, showing him love, and learning something new. Even if it's cleaning. Now, if it's perceived as exciting through his own mind, even better!
I'm not saying there's anything wrong with spending money on a child, because my family has cornered the market with that action over the years. But I also believe it's the little things, sometimes the smallest gestures that mean the most to a youngster. Those minor actions, that don't take that much energy, and sometimes acquire no cost, are remembered and cherished above all.
I do try to live by this rule. That's why I take Kyle for walks in the woods, (one reason, second for exercise and third to get him off of those video games) not only do I try and get him to appreciate God's artwork, but I try to spend those extra few minutes with him, without distraction. (Well once he's stopped complaining) It's true, sometimes playing a game of Chess or War means the world to that kid.
Mentioning it a time or two, when Kyle was a toddler of about two or three years of age, he loved sitting with me practicing his addition and subtraction flash cards. Loved it! Not only did he like to test his knowledge and get correct answers, but he also liked the little bit of attention and positive reinforcement. Not much has changed since those days, and I'm happy for that! So now, that makes me wonder how different some kids would be if they only had that little extra? Or if they were held with love?
Before Kyle could speak, he would show us what he needed. Sometimes, he simply wanted to be held, being so content sharing hugs and being in human interaction. Seriously, no joke! By the time I'd pick him up on Friday, that's all he craved. By Sunday, he was more independent, not needing as much direct affection, but the need for attention never lessened! How many other kids are in that same boat? I bet the true numbers are astounding.
Without dwelling on the negative, I want to share a story, almost an allegory, about a couple of great people. When this tale was being relived to me, I was overwhelmed with joy and excitement for the child and I felt the sheer love for the toddler by the couple. This is one of those unspoken stories that mean the world to all parties involved, even a bystander like myself.
Forgive me for any inaccuracies, for this story was told to me this past fall, ...
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