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As a Child

"I tell you the truth, unless you turn from your sins and become like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven." Matthew 18:3 

Tonight I was sitting at the park reflecting and praying. When all of a sudden three kids (a boy about 5 and twin girls about 3) approached me and started telling me all about their day at the zoo, their Spiderman and kitty cat face paintings, and how they were from Tuscaloosa, Alabama here on vacation. My time of reflection quickly turned to chats about which teenage mutant ninja turtle was the best (Donatello of course!), how a person needs a parachute to skydive or else they will die, and how long geese necks are. 

Why am I saying all this? Because these three little kids taught me a lot about Jesus today. They had no fear in approaching me and telling me all the things they love and about their awesome grandparents "nana" and "gaga" who had taken them on fun adventures today. They didn't care that they were disrupting my time of reflection or what I might think of them. 

What if we as Christians took the same bold approach at sharing how awesome our Father is and how amazing are the daily adventures He takes us on? What if we shared openly about how He has transformed us from darkness to light and now we know what living truly means? Friends, I was challenged tonight to not let fear or people pleasing get in the way of the love God wants us to share with a hurting co-worker, that annoying neighbor, or the lonely family member. Let us never forget how that we are no longer slaves to sin and let us become like little children- curious, bold, and open to what our loving Father has in store for us.



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