I want to share a short story about this past Friday. I attended one of our ministries called "East Austin". Let me explain it in a nutshell, even though I've only been once. Basically, a handful of our college members head over to an after school program for elementary kids. We play with the kids, worship with them, and read bible stories with them.
Honestly, I only went to take pictures. And that's what I did after I built some cool lego cars with some kids #bestchildhoodmemories. But afterwards, God reminded me of a passage from Matthew 18. This is Jesus speaking.
"And he said: 'Truly I tell you, unless you change and become like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven.'" - Matthew 18:3
Sounds kind of weird right? Why would God want kids? Sure, they can be cute most of the time. But they also throw tantrums, scream, cry, etc. But I highly doubt that's what Jesus is talking about.
I don't know everyone's childhood experience. But I can briefly share mine. I remember being carefree and happy. Why did I feel that way? Well, some of it was because my attention was easily occupied at the most random things. I could imagine a set of car keys as an airplane. But I'm digressing.
I was without worry, fear, anxiety, or stress because I trusted my parents. My parents were always around to reassure me that they love me. My parents put me first: they made sure I was fed, warm, clean, healthy, etc. And I think that's what God wants from us. He wants us to trust Him completely without worry.
I think about the moments when my dad threw me in the air. Did I ever think that he was going to drop me? Did I ever doubt his strength to catch me safely? Of course not. In the same way, I believe God wants us to trust Him with that mentality. I'm not saying it's easy to let go, but we should be confident that He can handle it. He did say it himself. It is finished.
Side note: Just wanted to share this song we played today at service. The bridge really spoke truth to me today.
Where there was sin your love rushed in
Where sin runs deep your grace runs deeper
For all enslaved the ransom paid
Light of the world, yours is the power
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