“Let the little children come to me; do not stop them;
for it is to such as these that the kingdom of God belongs."
- Mark 10:14
What does it mean to have faith like a child?
Does it require wearing pigtails or picking your nose (in public)?
At what point do adults lose our capacity for this disarmingly humble, unassuming, and fearless perspective of God? of life?
This Sunday, one of our little ones turned in a prayer card that humbled me. When I first read it on Sunday afternoon, I couldn't read the handwriting. So, a few days later, I asked Kim, our Director of Children's Ministry, to decipher the child-hieroglyphics.
Here's what the child wrote: "for the people that do not have food and that do not have a house."
(This is a direct translation of "to the pepel thcct bo mox have Food (moon figure) nd fhcc do mox hccve hoWsg." (I think all teachers are experts at deciphering child-hieroglyphics.)
Every week, I pray with y'all using the prayer cards that were submitted and our weekly prayer list. This is part of my devotional life. Every now and then, I can become prideful about my disciplined devotional life . Whenever this happens, I am inevitably (and gratefully) humbled. This week, I am humbled by the genuine and humble prayer of a child from our congregation, who's reminded me to pray for our neighbors who are hungry and homeless.
To all the moms and dads, grandparents, mentors, and Sunday School teachers - Thank you for teaching our little ones to pray!