The world will be a better place
It's easy to be cynical about kids, especially today, with so much leisure, so much wealth, so much freedom. I worry about it with my own kids. My daughter is 12 and twin boys will be 10 soon. You wonder when (and if) they will become productive members of society.
This weekend I experienced two things that gave me the greatest hope for the next generation.
1. Our suburban city, Kentwood, held an all-school art festival. What a treat of commitment, creativity, and promise! Art that you instinctively kept you hands off because you knew it was special. And adored not just for the impact of the art, but for the kid who created it.
2. The region's Girl Scouts held a large award ceremony yesterday. About 200 girls from 11 to 18 were honored with Bronze, Silver, and Gold Awards. My daughter received her Bronze Award. This time the kids were right there in front of you. So casual about what they had done--they don't know any different. Helping others and learning are ways of life...already...to these girls.
While I give them my adoration, I also feel humbled by my lack of idealism and effort, both for myself and the community. They've already surging ahead, ready to make the world a better place by their actions and their inspiration to others.





