When I go to heaven I sure
hope God lets me help in the nursery. I love children of every age and ilk. I
love their innocence and their honesty. I love their forthright display of
feelings and their demands for basic human needs. Feed me, I'm hungry. Change
me, I'm wet. Cuddle me, I'm lonely. Total dependence. Total faith that a loving
mommy or auntie or grandma...will tend to their needs.
The other day I picked up Amanda,
Trenton, Jocelyn and Janice and we headed to my niece's home for a baby shower.
Gilles, my happy hubby, has six sisters and this niece is on his side, so you
might well imagine the estrogen that was circulating.
The sisters and daughters,
daughters-in-law and nieces and girl cousins and toddlers and babies and
pregnant mommies present were a joyous feminine crowd (with a few baby boys
tossed in for variety) and were a tribute to God's instruction to go forth, be
fruitful and multiply.
"It's like we're at a
day care centre!" one grown up gal said. I agreed. It was lovely. Babies
and children squiggled and squirmed. They gurgled and drooled. They even joined
in the games and played tape the bottle on the baby - a variation of 'pin the
tail on the donkey.' It was fun. It was fun to celebrate Lisa's soon to be baby
arrival. It was fun to be with family. Most of all it was fun to gaze upon all
those little sweethearts who were no higher than a chair leg, but a lot more
active.
When Jesus said in Matthew
18:3 -"I tell you the truth, unless you change and become
like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven..." I am
thinking he was pointing out to us (stubborn people,) that we need to be more
like children and to have that simple child-like faith. Being a follower of
Christ isn't hard. It's child's play really when you consider the mechanics.
As I watched the little
ones play and laugh and focus on the moment this afternoon, I thought how we
big people get our knickers in a knot sometime about things that really don't
matter. I'm thinking that if we took a few lessons from the little munchkins
around us, we would be a lot less stressed and would be a lot more likely to
find pleasure in the world around us.
3 comments:
The Glynisian glow shines through this episode, as always . . . and the pics? -- Adorable!
Thanks Glynis.
Peter...I miss your smiling face and encouraging manner here at Write! Canada. Hope all is well and thank you for your kind comments and I quite like the alliterative license - 'Glynisian Glow...' Clever man!
Glynis,
I too love babies and little children. In fact, I love children of all ages I enjoyed your post and love reading what you write.
Warm regards,
Eleanor
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