February 12, 2013

Faith Like a Child

I actually wrote this for a newsletter for my MOPs group, but it's relevant for this blog, as well, so here you go:


“I assure you that if you don’t turn your lives around and become like this little child, you will definitely not enter the kingdom of heaven.  Those who humble themselves like this little child will be the greatest in the kingdom of heaven.” Matthew 18: 3-4
My friend, Katie, tells a wonderful story about how her faith in the power of prayer was solidified when she was six years old. You see, Katie wanted a pet turtle. She had begged her parents to get her a turtle for weeks. You don’t know Katie like I do, but I can tell you that when she wants something badly enough, she can be pretty persistent. Tired of all the begging and whining, her dad told her that she should ask God for a turtle in Sunday school that morning, and if God wanted her to have a turtle, he would give her one. So, that’s exactly what she did. That same afternoon, as her father pulled the car into their neighborhood after church, he had to brake suddenly to avoid hitting a turtle that was crossing the street. He stopped, looked at Katie, stepped out of the car, picked up the turtle, and placed it gently into Katie’s waiting hands. To her six-year-old understanding, God had given her what she had asked him for that morning. There were no strings attached, no elaborate prayers, and no questions as to whether or not she deserved to have her prayer answered. She asked; he answered.
Wouldn’t it be great if we could always retain that child-like faith, even after we have grown up and made everything more complicated than it has to be? Have you ever paid attention to what your kids bring home from Sunday school or preschool? I don’t mean the handprint Christmas trees or the fingerprint hearts. I’m talking about the messages written on them. They’re so simple, and they have to be for our children to understand them, but what if we just listened to what our children told us about God, and let that guide our faith?
I’d like to share some sage wisdom that my precious three-year-old has provided in our “car talks” after church.

·         “God loves me!” Yes! God loves us the same way we love our children. I mean, he’s our dad. But, we doubt sometimes. We doubt that we deserve his love or his mercy because we’ve said or done something that we might think makes us unlovable. Think about it, though. Is there anything your children could ever do to make you stop loving them or refuse to forgive them? God is your parent. You can’t mess up enough for him to turn his back on you. He loves you too much.

·         “God made me special!” That still goes for us grown-ups, too. We start early, comparing ourselves to other people. It’s part of our culture and it gets us all at some point. As moms, we often compare ourselves to other moms and that can be dangerous. “So-and-so must be a really great mom since her kids are so well-dressed/quiet/good eaters/well-behaved/smart/athletic/you name it.” “Oh, she’s so much more patient/firm/affectionate/put-together/whatever than I am.” We really don’t need to fall into that trap. God made you the mom you are because he knew exactly what kind of mom your child would need. You are special because you are who God wants you to be, not who he wants her to be.

·         “If we talk to God, he listens.” Sometimes it feels like our prayers are bouncing off the ceiling like a rubber ball. They’re not. He is listening. I promise. Just because we don’t get our way when we want it, does not mean he didn’t hear us. Trust him.

 The final words that I would like to share from the mouth of my Sweet Pea are, “You’re my favorite mommy in the whole wide world!”

Have faith, friends. God made you and your kids for each other. Even on the worst days, you are still your children’s favorite mommy in the whole wide world.

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