Because children have abounding vitality, because they are in spirit fierce and free, therefore they want things repeated and unchanged. They always say, “Do it again”; and the grown-up person does it again until he is nearly dead. For grown-up people are not strong enough to exult in monotony.
But perhaps God is strong enough to exult in monotony. It is possible that God says every morning, “Do it again” to the sun; and every evening, “Do it again” to the moon. It may not be automatic necessity that makes all daisies alike; it may be that God makes every daisy separately, but has never got tired of making them. It may be that He has the eternal appetite of infancy; for we have sinned and grown old, and our Father is younger than we.
“The problem with life” as Chuck Swindoll says “is that it is so daily.” I guess that’s just part of being a grown-up. We are so busy working to pay the bills and hurrying to multi-task our impossible schedules, there is little time for wonder. It wasn’t always so. There was a day, back when we were children when our minds were free to contemplate a floating cloud, or imaginary dragons or even the joy of that big box in which our Christmas presents arrived.
Yes, it’s counter-intuitive. Wisdom begins in humility and innocence. I know you are hungry for that. St. Augustine said “Our hearts are restless until they find rest in Thee.” Stop trying so hard.
Go sit in your Father’s lap.
And He called a child to Himself and set him before them, and said, “Truly I say to you, unless you are converted and become like children, you will not enter the kingdom of heaven. Whoever then humbles himself as this child, he is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven.”