We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars. - Oscar Wilde
Poor little children! Living in the gutter, forced to beg for alms on the street! Have you anything to spare? A farthing, or even a pence? Perhaps you need a good chimney sweep? I hope they don't have to resort to selling their beloved dog....no, wait, it seems I may have read too much Dickens! Did I fool you, maybe even for a second? Actually, the city was digging up and replacing the gutters in front of these kids houses, and they were having the time of their lives playing in them. They waited for a car to pass by, then would all lay down in the gutter trench! I'm not quite sure if they were playing dead or pretending to nap, since they did have a blanket. When the hapless driver would have a reaction, they would get up and shriek with laughter! We passed by twice and told them to smile pretty, click! It never ceases to amaze me how children can take a bad situation or something ugly, and make it good, make it a game. Somewhere along the way, we lose this ability, but when? I think it fades with the growing responsibility and sorrows of life. It's in Never Never Land with Peter Pan. Today, my wish for all of you is that no matter what your circumstances, you will be able to look up and see the stars.
He determines the number of the stars and calls them each by name. Great is our Lord and mighty in power; his understanding has no limit. Psalm 147:4,5