The kingdom of heaven belongs to children.
The mercury steadily rose, causing the streets to shimmer as the heat settled down over the day, stilling the breeze. Unable to concentrate, I got up from my desk and went and stood by the open window. I strained to hear the noises of the afternoon, but even the birds were silent.
“Put aside your work,” God invited me. “Come out and play!”
I laced up my shoes and scrambled out the door. As I turned the corner to the front yard, the wind broke free from its restraints and swept across the lawn. The birds, cooled by its touch, broke out in song. Two yellow butterflies bobbed by just as I heard God laugh. I sat down in the yard and laughed with Him. Work could wait. God could not.