Where have all the children gone?  I don’t see them walking to the pool or riding their bikes down my street.  I can’t hear them laughing and argueing on the corner.  I haven’t seen them with their skateboards and roller blades for a few days.

     School has started!  I know the parents are happy, but now that I am retired, I miss those little guys.  I taught kindergarten for 9 years, was the principal of a small Chritian school for 3 years, and taught pre-school for another 5 years before I retired.  Many people get frustrated with small chldren, I can’t get enough of them.  It was great to get paid for acting like a 5 year old.

    I have taught this age group in Sunday school of nearly 45 years.  I still do volunteer work, as an art teacher and librarian, at the daycare I retired from.   I also work with any children who are staying at our local homeless shelter.  

     God has given me such of love for these little ones.  I just have to have my ” kid fix” nearly every day.  My wonderful grandchildren all live too far away.  I only get to see them a couple times a year.  God is so good, in that He provides a way for me to touch these small lives quite often.  

     There is something about their laughter that fills my heart with joy; something about their curiosity that makes me want to explain things; something about their simple faith, that builds my own faith.  They give me strength and hope for the future.

      Psalm 8:2 “Out of the mouth of babes and sucklings hath thou ordained strength.”