We were standing in church, our heads bowed while the pastor prayed aloud, when my son, then about six, tugged on my arm and whispered, "Do turkeys lay eggs?" "Yes," I whispered back. Unfortunately, that got me off track and I started to question myself. Do they? Are there turkey eggs? How come I've never seen one? Honestly, why were he and I thinking about this at this moment?? My son later admitted he didn't remember why he was thinking about turkeys in the middle of the prayer.
I have learned to roll with these moments of wonderment at unusual, if not inappropriate, times. It's plain curiosity.
English: Is a photo of a turkey Català: És una fotografia d'un gall dindi en epoca d'aparellament (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
It's funny, Lord. I've never thought to thank you for the gift of curiosity. Yet, without this trait, my kids would look at the world so differently. Thank you for instilling in them a natural curiosity that helped them grow from infants to toddlers to young people. Forgive me for the times I have squelched their questions or been impatient with their explorations. I ask You to further heighten their curiosity that they may pursue thoughts, ideas, and passions. Help them not to give up or be discouraged by obstacles when they have a question they need answered or a desire they need fulfilled. Help them to use that curiosity to discover, understand, and create. Use their curiosity to show them truth and their unique path. May they never stop being curious. Thank you. Amen.