
This three-year-old
boy was not trying to be romantic, because he doesn’t even understand what
romance is. The gift had no strings
attached because he doesn’t even understand how to attach strings. What he does understand is that he loves my
daughter, not in a romantic way but in a pure, innocent, and very real
way. When given the opportunity to do
something nice for her, he went for it not because he wanted something in
return but because he loved in the way only a three-year-old can.
I think as adults sometimes we lose sight of
that kind of love. Because we now know
how to attach strings, it has become very hard to love in a way that we don’t
have some expectation of a return. We’ve
lost that pure, innocent love and traded it for a love where by doing something
nice I can get something for myself. We
might never say that our loud, but that is often what we do. This example of love in its purist form reminded
me of the love of God by the way it was contrasted with my own love. I want to love in this pure form, but I know
that I am broken and incomplete, and my sin and selfishness often gets in the
way. I’m so thankful that even though I
don’t always love like I should that God loves me with a pure love all the
time, no matter what.
Loved this post! I've thought about this a lot too. Kids have this amazing ability to love and forgive that eventually they, like us grown-ups, will lose. I cherish witnessing those moments before it's gone! Thanks for the post
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