In typical kindergarden fashion I got a sweet note from Jackson on Mother’s Day.
It was titled “Thoughts About My Mom”
Her name is Kasey
She is 20 years old.
She weighs 20 pounds.
Her hair is blonde.
For fun, she cooks. (WHHHAAATTTT?? THAT IS NOT FUN!)
She is happy when I laugh.
She is sad when I get hurt.
I like her to cook spaghetti.
Her favorite color is purple. (not really, it is red)
She is as pretty as a flower.
She likes to eat TaMolly’s. (oh yeah baby, wednesday night enchiladas for $4.99)
I would buy her a ring.
She is the best mom because she is nice.
Oh, to see things as a child see them – being 20 years old and 20 pounds.
In my bible reading this morning I was in Mark and it is where the disciples try to keep the children away from Jesus. He rebukes them and responds by saying “Let the children come to me; do not hinder them, for to such belong the kingdom of God. Truly, I say to you, whoever does not receive the kingdom of God like a child shall not enter it.”
I think we as adults pride ourselves on seeing the reality of the situation – God wants us to see things like a child. Often children don’t see things for what they really are – I am not 20 years old and far off from 20 pounds but he sees me differently than I see myself.
God sees us differently than we see ourselves – He sees us wiped cleaned by the blood of Jesus. God asks us to see the world differently than what we can actually “see.”
Lord, give us your eyes to see.