Not long ago, I ran across this five-year-old Jewish kid sporting grass-stained denim carpenter’s overalls and a grape juice moustache.

All I really need to know about how to live
I learned from Jesus in kindergarten.

Wisdom is not at the top of a mountain
But on the playground
In a pile of wood chips from a carpenter’s shop.

These are the things I learned:
Share your fish and chips. Pray fair.
Learn some and sing some and
Read the Good Book some and laugh a lot.

If you lose your lamb, go and find him.
At recess, if someone takes your sweater,
Give him your jacket as well.

Remember the little seed:
The rocks and the weeds and the birds try to steal it.
But the roots go down and the plant goes up
Thirty or sixty or a hundred times bigger.

A good tree has good fruit,
And a bad tree has bad fruit.
Fish and the little seed and even the little Lamb dies.
But there is something very, very good about the third day.

Remember your first picture book
And the first word you learned – love.
Everything you need to know is there somewhere.
The Golden Rule and how to care for your sheep and feed them.

Think about how much better life would be
If the whole world had crackers and grape juice
At three o’clock every afternoon.
Then after a story about loving your neighbor,
Lay down for a nap.

And it is still true, no matter how old you are,
When you go out into the world,
It is best to hold hands and stay with your Father.

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Friend, what have you learned from that Kid?

Rise to freedom!
Warmly,
Lynn