“Adults do not talk to us–they give us directions. They issue orders without providing information. When we trip and fall down they glance at us; if we cut or bruise ourselves, they ask us are we crazy. When we catch colds, they shake their heads in disgust at our lack of consideration. How, they ask us, do you expect anybody to get anything done if you all are sick? We cannot answer them. Our illness is treated with contempt, foul Black Draught, and castor oil that blunts our minds.” Claudia from Toni Morrison’s, The Bluest Eye
“Can we say that we die to our children? Yes, in a sense, but it isn’t exactly our children. We die to our notions that God doesn’t care about them. We die to the fear that no one is in control. We die to our belief that God is not always good. We die to the grasping that says, ‘My children are mine and mine alone.'” -Ed Welch, Running Scared
“Look at children, see all humanity. Whereas adults cover up and hide, children are unadorned and open. They lack sophisticated facades and cultural trappings that quietly add layer upon layer to our adult experience. With children, you get the real thing.” -Ed Welch, Running Scared
BTW NOTE: I suppose that someone could ‘push back’ on the title to this post, pointing out that adults are wise enough to know they shouldn’t share everything they think and feel, even if it really is true to how they feel at a given moment. But that same reflex that leads us to cover up the undesirable aspects of our nature, can be twisted by sin into a lifestyle of deceiving ourselves and ignoring our inconsistencies.