It’s Just How You Look at It

[224 words] When I look at a cluster of dandelions, I see a bunch of weeds that are going to take over my yard. Children see flowers for the elderly neighbor lady or little white balloons that float in the wind as you blow on them.  When I feel wind on my face, I brace myself against it. I think of the cold winter to come. Children close their eyes, spread their arms and fly with it, until they fall to the ground laughing.  When I pray, I’m serious, I use formal words. I ask for healing, assistance, or forgiveness. Children in Sunday School say, “Hi God! Thanks for my toys and my friends and good things to eat.”  When I see a mud puddle, I step around it. I see muddy shoes and floors that need to be mopped. Children sit in it. They see mud-houses to build, rivers…