Come as a Child

“Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of God belongs to such as these.  I tell you the truth, anyone who will not receive the kingdom of God like a little child will never enter it.” 
Mark 10:14-15
 
Last night, in searching the Scriptures about parenting, and how to shepherd my children in their faith, I came across this passage, which I’ve, admittedly, read a million times, and heard preached 2 million.  Yet, once again the Living and Active Word of God fell fresh on my heart, and I suddenly felt new revelation about what exactly this means — to come as a child.  So, I started reflecting on my own children, to try to gain a better perspective of what Jesus’s instructions might mean.
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Here goes NOTHIN’! (or maybe SOMETHING!)

[Finally starting on my book.  Here’s a snippet of what I think it will be about…]
If you had asked my mom, when I was 10-years-old, what I was going to be when I grew up, my mom would have easily answered, “A writer.” She was convinced of it from the time I was very young. She and Dad frequently reminded me that they felt certain I was “destined for greatness.” I don’t know about all of that, but what I do know is that they clearly possessed this amazingly pure and undefiled perspective of me, and their goal was to grow me up right, to mold me and shape me, and instill the confidence in me to become who they knew, all along, I was destined to be.
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One of Those Nights

I think being a Mommy teaches me an awful lot about the nature of God.  Sometimes, I think that if I were to write a book, that might be the topic.  Tonight, I got this little snippet of a revelation about God’s mercy and compassion on His children.
It was most definitely one of “those” nights.  I picked the kids up from daycare, and was greeted with a super-tantrum by Lexi, who didn’t want to put her coat on, even though I, as her MOMMY, knew better than her, that she needed to wear the jacket.  Hmm, you can catch the lesson there, I’m sure.  It’s pretty obvious.  Then, I picked Jonah up from his class, and he began freaking out because he wanted a piece of candy.  
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