Watching TSN at 1 pm on a Saturday afternoon is like opening a box of Cracker Jack. You’re never sure just what you might find. The range of sports offered in that time slot ranges from sport fishing to Aussie Rules Football, from a poker game to the Scripps National Spelling Bee. On this particular Saturday, the sport du jour was a NASCAR event, the Kawartha 250.
My four year old grandson Noah and his almost two year old sister Audrey were in town with dad yesterday for a visit. Whenever they arrive, they bring a sparkle and an energy that is both heartening and exhausting all at the same time.
On sunny days when the grandkids visit, it’s usually off to the park for the swings and climbers. But today, with a cool sixty kilometre wind signaling the advent of fall, the kids are staying inside for the afternoon. While Audrey has her afternoon nap, Noah and I stumbled on the car race.
Watching cars circle a one mile track 250 times can be a mind numbing event but seen through the eyes of a four year old, who is hard wired to like anything with wheels, it’s all about enjoying the moment. Noah begins cheering for a white Ford for no apparent reason other than it has racing stripes. He also delights in watching the frenetic activity of pit stops as much as the race itself. After 20 minutes or so, he’s watched enough for the day and begins making a tent out of a blanket and some cushions.
As he busily begins to erect his fortress, I realize that kids have it made. Not a worry about tomorrow, kids live in the now and find pleasure and comfort in the simplest of things. That’s why young children are usually so happy and boisterous. Instinctively, children trust in the future and remind me that no amount of worry can change the course of my race around life’s track. I have to continue to trust and let God lead the way.
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