The night sky looked different yesterday. I looked out the window and saw why my child had so excitedly pointed out: a dragon in the fiery evening sky.
I stared for the longest time, trying to see what she saw. Too much of adulthood has clouded the mind's eye and this has made it difficult to see many things in life. How often I have misunderstood the kindness and gentleness of the little ones because I have failed to see life from their eyes.
The story goes that some time ago a man punished his 5-year-old daughter for wasting a roll of expensive gold wrapping paper. Money was tight and he became even more upset when the child pasted the gold paper so as to decorate a box to put under the Christmas tree.
Nevertheless, the little girl brought the gift box to her father the next morning and said, "This is for you, Daddy."
The father was embarrassed by his earlier overreaction, but his anger flared again when he found the box was empty. He spoke to her in a harsh manner, "Don't you know, young lady, when you give someone a present there’s supposed to be something inside the package?"
The little girl looked up at him with tears in her eyes and said, "Oh, Daddy, it's not empty. I blew kisses into it until it was full."
The father was crushed.
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