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The Faith of a Child by Melissa Mitchell

The Faith of a Child by Melissa Mitchell

He called a little child to him, and placed the child among them. And he said: “Truly I tell you, unless you change and become like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven. Therefore, whoever takes the lowly position of this child is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven. Matthew 18:2-4

I’m around children a lot. I have two kids, I’m the Children’s Ministry director at CCF, I help lead a Girl Scout troop and I’m involved in a home school coop. I see lots of kids every week in a variety of ages.

One thing I always enjoy is seeing how excited the pre K & K kids are at pickup time after Sunday school. Even though they’ve been contentedly playing and learning for the past hour, most children are so happy when mom or dad comes to pick them up. They yell out their name, smile and run up to their parent. (Not all kids, but lots of them!) Just being around their parent fills them with joy.

It seems the younger the child, the greater the attachment and trust they exhibit towards their parent. A baby or toddler doesn’t worry or fret about what and when they will eat, how they will be clothed – they fuss a little and trust that mom or dad will meet their needs. To a preschooler; to them mom and dad is the best, the strongest, kindest, most wonderful! Their parent is almost like a superhero to them.

As a child ages, they tend to lose some of that wonderment and adoration that they have towards their parent. I understand that, for the most part, is developmentally appropriate. It is the normal process of growing up, becoming a separate person and realizing that their parent is a mere mortal as well, with strengths and weaknesses.

God longs for us to delight in Him, the way that a small child delights in their parent.  A child doesn’t worry, fret or concern themselves with the daily things of life, or long term plans, they trust that their parent will provide and figure those things out for them. How much more capable is God!

As I lay in bed at night, thinking about problems, anxious over upcoming events I know that God wants me to place my trust in Him, to acknowledge His plan and control. To come to Him like a child comes to his or her parents, knowing they will make everything all right. In my humanness I tend to rely upon myself, my own plans instead of turning to God, the one who is more than able! I know this is possible, for God says it is.  He encourages us to find rest in Him, to trust Him in all things. Oh, to have the faith a child!