Your sweet innocence, unaware of your demands,
Makes me humbly seek direction to give you what I can.
In the process of my searching I find out even more
About the love that's given to each knocking at the door.
Somehow, with each discovery, I can't help noticing there
The look of wisdom on your face that smiles to me aware
Of something the child knows all along and now is mine to know—
About the Father's riches, which He gives us as we grow.
So, innocence is wisdom, and humility is might—
We're learning this together as we travel toward the light.
In the process of the learning, the teacher still is taught:
We grow in grace along the way with every childlike thought.
