There are things so beautiful inside us, that I understand why God loves us. There is the love and joy pouring out of these girls' hearts over something simple and silly, and there is the heart-tugging empathy we may feel knowing what the world might do to their innocence when it forgets to look past the outside of their smiles into their souls. We will fix their external smiles, not for them, but for us. We are a carnival mirror, slowly distorting their sweetness as we shrivel and twist, not knowing how to suffer the weakness in our own hearts as we grow more and more uncomfortable with the bargains that gradually invert our own smiles, swapping goodness and virtue for caution and measured, mediated wonder.
I wish I could smile like these young ladies! Wish I had what they have inside, and the courage to share it. They smile and touch and soothe the neglected regions of my heart. Smiling should be like that.