i got my first pack of misty cigarettes for my 18th birthday on saturday.
i had no idea what this little pink box was. at first i wondered what my brother was doing getting me a travel size box of tampons... then i saw the surgeon general's warning.
my brothers told me to tap them, so i did, the only way i knew how ... pointer finger and a little tap tap tap. they were cracking up. how the heck am i supposed to know how to "tap" cigarettes?
and then i found the connection...
lately, i've been thinking a lot about innocence. how sweet it is, and how quickly it can be taken away.
someone sent me an email recently talking about this very thing. she said she really hated to see children lose their innocence, but she knew they must to a certain degree, and how sad it was, because the Lord really does want to see us like children.
i love how kids can look upon the Lord with innocent adoration. from their prayer requests, to their faith, to the way they have God set up in their mind ... it's so awesome.
now that's the kind of innocence that doesn't need to be taken away.
3 comments:
Where, indeed, does that innocence go? And how sad that it seems to disappear so much earlier these days.
My little niece-in-law seems to know about things that didn't even cross my mind or enter my conversations until I was a teenager.
I thought Mistys went out with the 80s.
Hmm.
Keep up the good work.
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