Raya, my above-average granddaughter, is at that stage where almost everything is worth doing repeatedly. In his book, "Orthodoxy," G.K. Chesterton writes, "A child kicks his legs rhythmically through excess, not absence, of life. Because children have abounding vitality, because they are in spirit fierce and free, therefore they want things repeated and unchanged. They always say, 'Do it again'; and the grown-up person does it again until he is nearly dead. For grown-up people are not strong enough to exalt in monotony. But perhaps God is strong enough to exult in monotony. It is possible that God says every morning, 'Do it again' to the sun; and every evening, 'Do it again' to the moon. It may not be automatic necessity that makes all daisies alike; it may be that God makes every daisy separately, but He has never got tired of making them. It may be that He has the eternal appetite of infancy; for we have sinned and grown old, and our Father is younger than we."
Here is a video which, so far, I have not grown tired of. Maybe it's because she belongs to me. Maybe it's because she is so cute. Maybe it's because I am getting younger.
