Last Sunday Pasture John talked
about Jesus and how much he loves the little children. We were learning from
the passage in Mark, where the disciples rebuked the children that people were
bringing for Jesus to lay his hands on. Jesus said to them:
“Let the little children come to me,
and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of God belongs to such as these. Truly
I tell you, anyone who will not receive the kingdom of God like a little child
will never enter it” Mark 10:13-15.
I went home that night, not really
thinking that God wanted to speak to me with that particular message, but I sat
remembering myself as a little girl. Jesus was very present in my life, even as
a small child. I wouldn’t let people sit next to me saying, “Jesus is sitting
there!”
Remembering that, I smiled, thinking
of how much God must have loved me.
And then I cried.
I cried because I wanted God to
still love me the way he did then. I cried because I didn’t think he did. But
he does. In that moment I felt God’s love crashing on me like an unbearably
strong wave. It was so strong that I couldn’t help but fall to my knees, and
cry, and thank him, and bask in his beautiful presence. He reminded me that he
loves me, even now, just as much as ever.
Sometimes we forget that his love is
as strong as it is. We forget what he did up on the cross, and we forget that he
did it for us. This week, why don’t we keep our eyes open to see all the
blessings that he never fails to bring, even on the worst days? Let’s look at
the brilliant sky or a beautiful sunset and remember that he did it just for
us, because he loves us!
“See what great love the father has
lavished on us, that we should be called children of God!” 1 John 3:1.
Love, Bailey.
