I'd like to share an excerpt from my new book, Heaven Help Mom and Maybe the Kids Will Help. Previous to this excerpt, the story recounts my son's first day of kindergarten. All the children were given a page with the outline of a bear and were told to color it as they wished. Here is the ending to that story:
To my surprise, he handed me a picture of a bear that was colored every available color from the crayon box. I wasn't sure what to say other than it was beautiful. To myself I was thinking, "What was he thinking? Bears are not rainbows."
Before I could get too deep into analyzing his or my thought processes he came close to me and whispered in my ear, "Isn't it beautiful? All the other kids colored theirs a boring brown or black. No creativity! Mine was the most beautiful. It's a patchwork bear!"
As I sat staring at the bear and tossing glances at his proud face, I could only think that God had some creative future in store for this little person.
What some could perceive as unusual, he perceived as beautiful. Imagine if God made only one beautiful creation. Roses and violets would look the same and DaVinci and Picasso would paint the same bear the same way. It is a gift to see beauty in differing ways.
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