I Find It!

“I find it! I find it! I find the giraffe!”

My 3 year old grandson squealed those words in delight on our visit to the St. Louis Zoo last Monday as he ran towards the giraffe he had just spotted.  As he ran he kept turning back to us saying, “A giraffe! See?!”  On his face he wore a huge smile of  joy as if finding a giraffe were the greatest thing in the whole world; And he wanted to make sure grandma and grandpa did not miss out on seeing his big find!

20150831_141916 (1)I have to say I sure am sure glad I didn’t miss out!wpid-20150831_142029.jpg

Aren’t they just beautiful??!

We also saw these guys.wpid-20150831_143346.jpg




We didn’t make it through the whole zoo that day because unfortunately grand-kids, okay make that Grandparents… tire out after a few hours at the zoo.  But what we did get to see at the zoo was really beautiful!  I am in awe of the the detail that God put into each animal that he created and this is only a small handful of the animals on earth.

The trip was made even more amazing when looking through the eyes of my grandchildren.  I love how children see everything with amazement and excitement that sometimes us grownups have lost over the years. It makes me wonder why we lose that excitement in the process of growing up.

I have seen these animals a lot over the years but not like I saw them this time. Why is his neck so long?? Why does he have stripes? Why is his feathers sticking out on top of his head? Why, why why ?? I don’t know why, but the whys are what makes each animal a unique creation.  Can you imagine if zebras didn’t have stripes or giraffes necks were short?

I think a person could live on this earth for a thousand years and never have a day go by that there would not be something beautiful and unique to see.

Another thing that happened that day was we went into the bird house.  When we went in my grandson started covering his ears and became extremely scared.  He kept saying “I don’t like that noise!”  The thing is it was completely silent inside of the birdhouse. The birds were not singing and actually it was so quiet it felt deafening.

I call it silence but my grandson was saying, “I don’t like that noise!”  How odd that our world is so noisy that total silence would be like a sound to a child and to think that the sound of silence would frighten him kinda puts things into perspective as to just how noisy our world really is.  The complete silence sounded beautiful to me! I don’t think I would have noticed it had my grandson not brought it to my attention.

I wonder if I have became immune at times to noticing the beauty around me just because I am a grown up.

I want to be like my grandson really hearing and seeing the world around me and pointing and exclaiming “I find it! I find it!”

Terri Siebert



P.S. For the grammar police…. I was quoting a 3 year old in the beginning of this post… or maybe I really do have bad grammar  😉