Ahh, kids...don't they just say the darndest things
Sometimes kids can really say things that make you think.
For example, this past weekend we were in Oklahoma for a family reunion (not with my family, but my wife's which is weird since they're not from Oklahoma) and I was talking to a little girl. Picture a cute little three year old, Greek girl just chattering away, and then she asks me if I can see an "ouchie" on her foot.
Well, I tell her no, and she is happy to hear that.
Then, she looks at my elbow where I have been battling a small patch of psoriasis for years with little success even though I have seen some very capable doctors for treatment. Once she sees this, she begins questioning me how I got my "ouchie".
I tried to explain to her that it wasn't really a cut or anything, but something that is just there and hasn't gone away and probably never will, even though I use medicine.
Then, this three year old looks at me and says, "If you ask Jesus, he can heal it for you."
A seminary student just gets a lesson in faith and prayer from a three year old.
That one challenge completely floored me because I realized that I had never prayed about my elbow because I relegated it to a part of my life that I didn't need to pray about.
I have to say that I was really convicted about leaving "small things" out of my petitions to God. And it's so silly because I had just preached on Luke 11:5-13 which covers praying boldly to God, and even in that, I did not see that my elbow is something worth praying about.
I think I realized that day why Jesus constantly taught that children are special to him and that we should not look at them as so inferior because they have a trust that sometimes we cannot let ourselves have because of our pragmatism and cynicism.
For example, this past weekend we were in Oklahoma for a family reunion (not with my family, but my wife's which is weird since they're not from Oklahoma) and I was talking to a little girl. Picture a cute little three year old, Greek girl just chattering away, and then she asks me if I can see an "ouchie" on her foot.
Well, I tell her no, and she is happy to hear that.
Then, she looks at my elbow where I have been battling a small patch of psoriasis for years with little success even though I have seen some very capable doctors for treatment. Once she sees this, she begins questioning me how I got my "ouchie".
I tried to explain to her that it wasn't really a cut or anything, but something that is just there and hasn't gone away and probably never will, even though I use medicine.
Then, this three year old looks at me and says, "If you ask Jesus, he can heal it for you."
A seminary student just gets a lesson in faith and prayer from a three year old.
That one challenge completely floored me because I realized that I had never prayed about my elbow because I relegated it to a part of my life that I didn't need to pray about.
I have to say that I was really convicted about leaving "small things" out of my petitions to God. And it's so silly because I had just preached on Luke 11:5-13 which covers praying boldly to God, and even in that, I did not see that my elbow is something worth praying about.
I think I realized that day why Jesus constantly taught that children are special to him and that we should not look at them as so inferior because they have a trust that sometimes we cannot let ourselves have because of our pragmatism and cynicism.
posted by Bobby's blog at 9:19 AM
1 Comments:
very true. sometimes I wonder if children don't have a better grasp of just exactly what God can do than we have...oh, to have the faith of a child again! no doubts, no worries--merely trusting God to see us through, and knowing that He will do what He promised.
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