In summer, I (Kendra) enjoy Vacation Bible School (VBS) and other events that show children the love of Jesus.  Now that my daughter can enjoy VBS too, it is even more fun. She is three. Thursday, we taught about the love of Jesus.  In our closing, my husband dressed up like Jesus.  After the closing, my husband (in costume) was still on stage.  My daughter was on the floor staring at him.

I asked my daughter, “Did you have fun today?”

She didn’t answer.  So I knelt down, to continue to talk, she gave me a big hug.  She turned around in my arms and stared at her daddy (still in costume).  I wondered if she recognized him, so I asked, “Who is that?”

She responded, “God.”

She didn’t ask questions.  She wasn’t scared.  Her face showed amazement.  As I knelt with my daughter, I thought, “I think this is the first time that she has ever ‘seen’ God.  Thank you, God, for this moment where I get to be amazed by You with my daughter.  Help us to always be amazed by You.  Help me to teach this girl to love you and serve you. Help her to trust you.”

This experience reminds me of Matthew 18:1-6.

At that time the disciples came to Jesus, saying, “Who is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven?” 2 And calling to him a child, he put him in the midst of them 3 and said, “Truly, I say to you, unless you turn and become like children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven.4 Whoever humbles himself like this child is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven.

5 “Whoever receives one such child in my name receives me, 6 but whoever causes one of these little ones who believe in me to sin, it would be better for him to have a great millstone fastened around his neck and to be drowned in the depth of the sea.

This experience reminds that children naturally believe and are humble.  It is our job to foster that belief by showing them how great our God is.  We don’t do this by trying to be great, but rather by following the “GREATEST ONE” that is Jesus.

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