After my book launch in the beginning of February, my daughter who came down from New York with her two-year old twin boys hasn’t been able to go back because of the lockdown, and what a joy it’s been having them around; two little bundles of mischief, of laughter, and sheer delight. Running, playing, pulling my beard, and if by chance you’ve seen a blunder in my writing, no it ain’t me I declare, but one of the youngsters who’s tapped away at my open laptop!
I’ve come to believe that the antidote to ageing is not medication and exercise, but investing yourself into the lives of the next generation. Through them, you live on. Through their gurgles returns your guffaw, through their falls, your ability to lift and strengthen. Their mischief, your old spirit of adventure, roaring again! Their energy, your zest for life, sparkling afresh!
Hold them, cuddle them, play with them, and feel your years dropping away! Hide in their naughtiness, and come out grinning!
I remember the story of two little boys, who were excessively naughty. The boys’ mother heard that a preacher in town had been successful in disciplining children, so she asked if he would speak with her boys.
The preacher agreed, but he asked to see them individually.
The mother sent one in the morning, and the other she decided would see the preacher in the afternoon. The preacher, a huge man with a deep booming voice, sat the first brother down and asked him sternly, “Do you know where God is, son?” The boy’s mouth dropped open, but he made no response, sitting there wide-eyed with his mouth hanging open.
So, the preacher repeated the question in an even sterner tone, “Where is God?”
Again, the boy made no attempt to answer. The preacher raised his voice even more, shook his finger in the boy’s face and bellowed, “WHERE IS GOD?!”
The boy screamed, bolted from the room, ran directly home and dove into his closet, slamming the door behind him. When his brother found him there, he asked, “What happened?”
The younger brother, gasping for breath, replied, “We are in BIG trouble this time! GOD is missing, and they think we did it!”
Even as you laugh, there’s something else that comes to my mind today: It’s Mother’s Day, and what I see they have is absolute faith in their mother. It’s Childlike faith!
Yes, if I can be like them in their trusting, like them in my faith in God, then I do not need to fear all that’s around me today. It’s not the vaccine or antidote to the virus I need to pray for, but to get a simple Childlike Faith in God! Please God give me the faith of the twins!
“What’s he saying?” ask my twins.
“He wants to be like us!” and I join in their childlike laughter..!

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