VISION FOR ADULT ... VISION FOR CHILDREN ...

These things happen.
VISION FOR ADULT ... VISION FOR CHILDREN ...



We were the only family restaurant with a child.

I put Daniel in a children's chair and noticed everyone was quiet, eating and talking.

Suddenly Daniel shouted excited, saying, 'Hello, friend! ", Slapping the table with his fat little hands.

His eyes were wide open for admiration and his mouth showed the lack of teeth.

With great satisfaction, he laughed, wriggling.

I looked around and saw the reason for his contentment.

It was a ragged man with a coat thrown over his shoulders, dirty, greasy and torn.

His pants were rags with seams up the middle and his fingers appeared to have been through one day, the shoes.

His shirt was dirty and his hair was not combed long.

His nose had so many veins that looked like a map.

We were a bit away from him to smell it, but I assure that smelled bad.

His hands began to move to greet ...

'Hello, baby. How are you? "The man said to Daniel.

My wife and I looked at:

'What shall we do? ".

Daniel continued laughing and said, 'Hello, hello friend'.

Everyone in the restaurant looked at us and then turned to the beggar.

The dirty old man was bothering our beautiful son.

They brought the food and the man started talking to our son as a baby.

Nobody believed that man was doing was nice.

Obviously he was drunk.

My wife and I were embarrassed.

We ate in silence, unless Daniel was so restless and showing its repertoire to the stranger, whom he conquered with his childishness.

Finally, we finished eating and headed out the door.

My wife went to pay the bill and I told him that we would meet in the parking.

The old man was very close to the exit door.

'My God, help me get out of here before this crazy talk to Daniel, "said praying while walking near the man.

Oven a little breast, trying to get out without breathing or a little of RA that he could be exhaling.

As I did this, Daniel turned quickly toward where I was old and stretched out his arms in the position of 'carry me' ..

Before I could stop him, Daniel threw my arms into the arms of man.

Quickly, the stinking old boy and consummated their love relationship.

Daniel, in an act of total trust, love and submission, leaned his head on the shoulder of the unknown.

The man closed his eyes and could see tears running down her face.

Its old and battered hands, full of scars, pain and work hard, soft, very gently, caressing the back of Daniel.

No two beings had loved so deeply in so little time.

I paused, terrified. The old man, with Daniel in his arms for a moment he opened his eyes and looking straight into mine, told me in a voice strong and sure:

'Take care of this child. "

Somehow, with a huge lump in my throat, I replied: 'I will make'.

He pulled Daniel from his chest, slowly, as if he felt a pain.

I took my son and the old man told me:

'God bless you, sir. You gave me a wonderful gift. "

I could not say more than a choppy 'thank you'.

With Daniel in my arms, walked rapidly up the car.
My wife asked why I was crying and holding Daniel so strongly, and he was saying:

'My God, my God, forgive me'.

I had just witnessed Christ's love through the innocence of a little boy who saw no sin, who made no
court, a boy who saw a soul and adults who saw a heap of dirty laundry.

I was a Christian carrying a blind boy who was not.

I felt that God was asking me:

'Are you willing to share your son for a moment? "When He shared His Son for all eternity ..

The ragged old man, unwittingly, I recalled:

I assure those who will not accept the kingdom of God as a Boy, do not enter it. " (Luke 18:17).

Just repeat this phrase and see how God moves:

'Lord Jesus Christ, love you and need you, come into my heart, please. "

Pass this on to some special people.

Not because you will receive a miracle tomorrow ..

But because you receive a miracle every day ...

The miracle of being alive!


I'm not going over e-mails of religion, but a little of the love of God.
Happy Easter