Watermelon, Watermelon

The desires of a child must crease Jesus’ cheeks. Their innocent intentions to love, the best they know, with unquenchable efforts, can bring any adult to her knees in humility. Straining to see the images in my book, I lowered it down to JR’s inquisitive eyes. My finger, like a conductor’s baton, moved rapidly across the page as the deacon recited the prayers for the Stations of the Cross. Kneel. In the silent pause between prayers, I watched JR intently scan the page, looking for the words he recognized. His 8-year-old lips barely moving, uttering whispers of sound as he pensively stared down the prayer book. How God must have stirred his little heart, seeing those images of Christ’s Passion, his only desire to be a part of it all. Enjoy this innocent time, young one, with your small cross. It only gets bigger as you do, beginning to be more fully immersed in the Passion of Christ. May your desire grow with it.


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