Come unto Me

    



Come Unto Me



      Watching the children playing in the park, warms my heart and starts my creative juices flowing.  I start thinking about how happy they are as they speed across the grass screaming and laughing.  They are so carefree and true to who they are.  And the best part is their smiles can light up anything around them, much like the bright rays of sun shine that they play in.



    It must have been a day much like today that the Lord taught the multitude in Judea.  I can imagine being one of the children there listening to the stories of our Lord Jesus and seeing his miracles.  Our play stops to watch the dead rise just with a spoken word from this man.  The son of God.





    I wait with my young friends, watching this very kind man.  I love to hear him tell his stories.  The softness of his voice telling us how to live a better life.  I was not the only one amazed.  Everyday more and more people join us.  Some want to see if this man is truly the Son of God, but most are there to carry on his work.



    The adults stream around Jesus, but we are in the background.  He is telling one of my favorite parables.  There were two men one acting righteous, and the other a common man going to the temple to pray.  The first man standing praying aloud to the Lord.  His hands and head pointed toward the heavens, and with a loud prayer he thanks God for not being the same as the second man.



    The second man prayed so much different.  He lowered his head, and ask God to forgive him while being humbly.  He was praying to God not for others to hear.



        I knew now that sometimes what you see in a person is not who they are, and that the first is sometimes last.  The last is sometimes first.  Don’t over see the good in people, and don’t ever feel as if God made you better or worse than they are.  He made us what we are, but we are to love others and treat them well.



    I felt extremely good today.  Something special is going to happen.  As I had that thought, a young woman walked toward Jesus carrying her infant.  One of the disciples stopped the lady, and told her that the Master was too busy to be bothered with blessing the baby.



    Jesus stops his story, and looks directly at the baby.  He tells the man to allow the children to come to him.  I have been waiting for this minute ever since my parents meant him.  I look around, I was not the only child more than ready to be near him.  We all were making our way to our Leader.  When I made it to him, he bends over and places me on his knee.  He strokes our hair and looks out over the crowd.



    We felt so special, when we heard him say, “don’t stop the children from coming to me, for such is the kingdom of Heaven.  If you don’t become as they are, you will not make it to Heaven.”  With that he touched each of us, and prayed for us giving many blessings.



    The rest of the day we felt like we were a part of the multitude.



    A rich man ask Jesus how to be saved, and Jesus told him to give up what he has and follow him.  The rich man found that his princely belongs were more important than following Jesus.  The rich man left with out being saved.  He never knew how it felt to be near Jesus everyday.



    I think I would have felt bad for him, if it weren’t for the blessings that I had from the Lord.  I felt that the rich man was a child too, and that maybe he would see  Jesus as God’s son and be blessed one day.



    Of course, I wasn’t there.  However, we can be with him everyday.  Each of us are as much his children as those sitting on Jesus lap.  When we are down, we can bring ourselves to Jesus blessings through prayer and imagination.  With prayer, we are talking to the very one who raised the dead, healed the sick, and rose from the grave.  A mighty man who used little children to show the world the way to Heaven. 



    So when you feel a little ignored or invisible because you are young, remember that the Lord picked the children out of the crown to sit on his lap out of a multitude of people.



    He wants you to feel special because he is always there, and he will always be there for you.  “Suffer little children and forbid them not to come to me, for such is the kingdom of Heaven.”  His love and grace was enough for the little children that was almost stopped by the deciples from the Lord’s lap.  But Jesus saw them as special and important even though adults there may have seen them as a distraction.  Think about it they may have been children like you, but they were who Jesus chose to sit on his lap.  Jesus saw them as his and as important as the adults.







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