As I opened up facebook earlier, this was the memory that greeted me. I remembered the image, although not the specific day.
The simplest things…
was the caption. I was struck by how poignant and powerful a message this could be for some of us right now.
This little girl, stood on a discarded mattress, by the side of a busy railway, enjoying playing with juggling balls. I donâ€™t think additional narrative is needed, as the picture audibly speaks for itself.
Anyone who has dipped into my writings or read/heard a piece like Permission Granted, will know that I do not subscribe to us always having to put on a happy face. I also feel that comparison can be very unhelpful. As one cannot do a like for like or one lens fits all with a child in Jakarta and a child here.
However, I believe we can be encouraged by this girlâ€™s innocent (oblivious to a certain extent) pleasure, to remember to keep our eyes and ourselves open to the joy that may be found in the simplest of things and moments.
Itâ€™s actually just hit me while writing, that thatâ€™s probably what happened when I saw this sight.
So in the midst of these challenging and discombobulating times, try not to miss the simplest things that may add a touch of pleasure to the mix.