When I was a child I talked like a child. I had questions for everything. I’m sure they didn’t always make sense to others, but they were asked anyway. Endless questions. So curious.
When I was a child I thought like a child. I actually trusted the answers I was given to the questions I asked. I didn’t think I was always right. I may have given my opinion, but my thoughts were still impressionable.
I reasoned like a child. There was something profoundly simple to the reasoning. For instance, if I steal that money off the counter I better hide right away.
Now…I see things imperfectly.
