Grandson Gabriel and I went to Kohl Children’s Museum today. My kids and I were regular visitors to an earlier (smaller) version of the museum. Those visits with my kids seem to have happened about 6 minutes ago, instead of…um…more than a decade and a half ago.
Gabriel spent about a half an hour in the Potbelly Sandwich shop, making fake sandwiches out of plastic foodstuff. Watching this little boy completely lost in the joy of work gave me a fuzzy, distant glimpse of what work in the before-the-fall-Garden-of-Eden must have been like. There was no “sweat of the brow” in this work. Just sheer pleasure, delight and discovery.
And I had the pleasure of sharing this day – a gift to both of us.
Thank you, Lord.