Tale from the grocery line of a song in the heart

Tonight a little girl in the grocery line I would imagine about eight, was singing to herself as she waited. Beautiful voice just quietly singing and I told her how beautiful her voice was. She said thank you, and then told me her sister wanted to bet her 5.00 not to sing for a whole day. She rejected the bet telling me she could not imagine a day without a song to sing.

Bless this generation of little ones who have come to teach us all that passion is worth far more than money in this world and knowing who you are is a given rather than a dream. You hear about and see the children each day expressing themselves in various forms professionally, yet humble and matter of face in assurance of who they are. Rather than seeking in life to find themselves, they are well aware of who each is and loving the gifts they hold in grace and purity.

A generation which is just the beginning of countless generations enhancing each along the way like early pioneers of a return and yet the oldest of souls. Children which will shape and hold this planet in a way not seen before. Older generations wait patiently for a second coming of peace, when the back door has already been opened and they are coming to express peace in passion. Amazing to say the least and I have been in awe of the children for a long time, a new future and world is birthed each day like seedlings already very aware of a life mission and anxious just to be as they are. As you watch the children, you are watching a rebirth of our world take form. A beautiful and amazing time is already with us. They are here to teach us what we forgot and they already know. Bess the child.

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