Growing Young

I love the movie Big, with Tom Hanks. I can so relate to the premise. I have felt like that 10-year old who one day wakes up in a grown man’s body. Some days, I have the fear that I am that kid. I fear someone’s going to finally catch me and send me back to 4th grade English class.

But maybe that’s not such a bad thing.

I look at the Gospels and I see where Jesus says things like having the faith of a child or how we must be like a little child to enter the Kingdom of Heaven.

The people who stand out to me the most are the ones who still have a child’s wonder at the world. They never stop being amazed at what they see around them and especially at what God is doing in and through them. They have escaped the cynical spirit of the age and still believe that the good side will win out and the good guys beat the bad guys in the end.

It’s not being childish. It’s not about throwing tantrums when you don’t get your way. That’s not it at all.

It’s about not forgetting what it first felt like when Jesus found you and rescued you. It’s about not letting all the other voices drown out the one Voice that whispers your name at night. The one Voice that tells you how precious you are and how very fond He is of you.

Most of all, it’s about dependence. A child knows that he or she is needy. Children don’t worry about whether asking is right or wrong, approrpriate or not. They just ask. For anything and everything.

You and I must come to that same place where we’re helpless children totally dependent on our Abba Father for every single thing. The independent, self-sufficient spirit in us must die and we must recognize our own poverty of spirit. We have absolutely nothing to bring except broken lives and broken hearts and broken dreams.

That’s what God wants. Just us, asking for what we need. Just us, crawling up into Abba Daddy’s lap, confident that He will provide.

By the way, I think I may be in need of a can of silly string. If you know where I can get some, I would be so thankful. I have some fake sneezing to do in my near future.

 

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