Childlike

 

I love this passage for so many reasons.  First, I love that Jesus is calling the disciples out for telling the children’s parents (verse 13) that they were bothering him by asking him to touch and bless their children.  I just imagine the disciples being like, “oh crap, we are about the be struck by lightening.”  Second, I love Jesus’s heart for the children.  “Then he took the children in his arms and placed his hands on their heads and blessed them” (verse 16).  Does this make anyone else weep like a little baby?  I just see this image of Jesus of Nazareth stopping everything and scooping up each child one by one and placing his beautiful, rough, carpenter hands on each child with so much ease and grace.  Just his touch could calm a storm and heal the blind.  What did his touch feel like?  Was it like an electric shock or was it like being kissed for the first time?  I wonder if the children felt an overwhelming feeling of love rush over them.  I wonder if it was almost too much to handle, the weight of all that love and grace exchanged through a simple touch. 

 

I think this passage means so much too me because this is pretty much the epitome of my relationship with the Lord lately.  “Don’t stop her world!  Let her come to me! Climb up in your Pappa’s lap Alison.  I’ll wipe away your tears and play with your hair until you fall asleep.  I’ll be there when you wake up and I promise that I won’t leave.  Don’t worry if you aren’t strong enough to walk on your own today, I’ll carry you.” 

 

Its just so beautiful.  His voice.  His touch.  Everything about Him.  He’s just so beautiful.  All I can do is cry because words can’t do Him justice.  I just want to crawl up in His lap.  I just want to kiss His feet and be in His presence. 

 

The Dominican Republic

 

Ecuador

 

Peru

 

Nicaragua

 

El Salvador

 

Kenya

 

Uganda