I told Micah today that I would pick him up earlier from school.  ”Micah, I’ll be there around 4:30 ok?”  ”Ok daddy.”
I got there at 5:15.  
The teacher mentioned that Micah was crying for me, saying “Daddy promised he would pick me up early today.”
I blew it.   
It got me thinking about trust and broken promises.  Children are notorious for trusting without equivocation.  Jesus even said “anyone who will not receive the kingdom of God like a little child will never enter it” (Lk 18:17). So does this mean distrust and doubt are learned?  Do we teach one another how to doubt?  
It’s hard to live without cynicism and skepticism in a world full of empty promises and ulterior motives.  Scars don’t fade easily.  Sometimes they are permanent.  
So after hearing the teacher’s words, Micah ran up to me and practically jumped into my arms.   “I love you Micah.  I’m sorry I was late.”  ”It’s ok daddy, I love you too.”  
Faith like a child.