My sister-in-law took her kids to a nursing home on Hilton Head Island for
trick-or-treating a couple years back. As they scurried around holding out their
bags for a treat, one senior man locked eyes with her five-month-old. He
immediately reached out his arms asking to hold her baby. She obliged
without hesitation.
The picture captures the moment and speaks a thousand words
summed up in four letters: LOVE.
Childlike Faith
This intent gaze between the young and old lasted several minutes. Not once
did either child or adult look away. Their spirits were drawn to one another like
old friends. I believe the Jesus in my nephew was seeing the Jesus in the
older gentleman and vice versa.
What gets me all sniffly is the placement of my nephew’s tiny hands. One
curls around the fragile fingers of this stranger, the other rests gently on his
arm. Total contentment. Profound familiarity.
But when my sister-in-law picked up her son, he wailed! A full expression of
disapproval over having to separate from someone who brought comfort and
peace.
