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Monday, November 4, 2013

Children of the Kingdom

I like watching children play. I remember taking my daughter to school in Minnesota, watching her run across the playground in her pink jacket and snow boots, her pig tails swinging as she ran.  Now I look forward each week to watching her daughter, our two-year-old, Grace,  playing in her sandbox and on the swing I hung in a tree behind our Texas home. 

Jesus loved children too. When he sought an image to help us understand what it meant to be truly  “religious,” he took a little child, stood her in front of his disciples and said, “Except you become as a little child, you shall not enter the kingdom of heaven.”

When we think of people who are religious, many imagine old men with long gray beards, black capes and stooped shoulders.  Some think of ascetic monks living in desert regions, emaciated and starving, bleary eyed and anti-social.  Others picture nuns robed in their habits whispering prayers as they finger their rosaries.  But when Jesus wanted to forge an image in the mind of his followers, he chose a child. Why would he do this?

We can all speculate about the lesson he wanted to teach by choosing a child. Jesus left the answer to that question up to us.   Here are a few characteristics that stand out to me when I think about children and the reason he chose a child to illustrate the nature God looks for in Kingdom people. 

Children live in the moment.  They are not worried about the future.  They are not burdened with guilt about the past. Watch children playing on a playground.  They have little awareness of time. They wear no watches.

Children become friends fast. Most children have not learned to be hesitant and shy.    They greet one another as if they have already met.  “Want to play?”  And the game is on.

Children laugh. I love listening to children on the school playground and in the park. Anywhere children gather, the air is filled with laughter.  It is their nature to laugh.

Children do not know prejudice.  I’m not sure when we learn racial and cultural prejudice, but young children have not learned this lesson.  They readily accept each other as equals regardless of skin color or clothing.  If they notice a difference between them, they do not hesitate to ask about it.  And, once the difference is recognized and addressed, they move on.

Children trust.  With their father’s extended arms and a little encouragement they will fling their bodies into open space fully confident they will be caught. 

Children are awed by God’s creation.   They are mesmerized by grasshoppers, caterpillars, lizards, butterflies and flowers. They stop and take time to watch an ant wrestle a crumb of bread across the ground.  They notice the spots on a lady bug.

Children have great imaginations. Give a child a sandbox, a stick, or a can and they will construct unbelievable creations. I watched children recently playing in the sand.  They were digging a hole.  When I asked what it was, they looked at me with a puzzled look, as if I was the only one who did not recognize the obvious.  They patiently explained that it was a grasshopper sanctuary.

This list isn’t complete.  You can add others, I am sure.  Somewhere within us all is buried the child we once were.  Perhaps if we could re-connect with the child-like simplicity within us, we might take our first steps toward becoming Kingdom citizens as Jesus described it. 

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