Last weekend, I took the kids on a stroll to the local park.

As I walked along, my youngest son, 5 year-old Logan, skipped ahead of me.

He loves going to the park and skipping was his way of expressing his inner joy.

My oldest son, Hayden, has a team-mate who, every time he scores, skips his way back to the other end of the court.

All of the parents smile and point out this example of unrestrained joy.

These events have led me to wonder how long it has been since I last skipped.

Then I wonder, do adults even skip?

Are we so worried about appearances that we don’t want to be caught skipping in public?

Or do we not experience true joy like children do?

I read recently that a four year-old laughs 300 times a day, compared with just 15 times for adults.

If growing older means losing your joy, then I would rather stay young.

Jesus once said, “Truly I tell you, unless you change and become like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven.”

I guess that means I need to laugh more.

And skip more.

I suspect that there’s a lot of skipping in heaven.

I guess it really is under-rated.

Have you skipped lately?

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