Saturday, April 28, 2007

God's own reasons

I was walking back from the gym watching two little girls skipping towards me. While one just stared at me, one smiled shyly. I then saw a white snot-like line, marring her pretty face, running down her nose till the mouth.

"Wipe your nose," I said as I passed her.

She wiped hard, really hard, almost savagely, eager to please and smiled. Then the other little one opened her mouth and screamed, "It won't come off! She hurts there!"

I turned towards innocence on the almost perfect face and felt a tinge of deep pain and remorse.