Yesterday in church, while I was pondering my sins, a baby girl of maybe 6 months found my little finger and grabbed it in her tiny hand for a couple of moments. I wiggled it for her, and she looked up at me with the broadest smile, the sweetest, radiant, innocent, wondrous, happy, loving smile! I remembered what Jesus said, that we must become as little children to enter into the Kingdom of Heaven, and then I thought to myself, "That's how everybody in heaven is going to look at us, and how we will look at them, when we behold one another's glory. Only even better, far better."
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