Consider the children

I've become quite certain that, apart from Jesus himself, kids have come to be the greatest teachers I have known. Over the course of the year, they have displaye quite profoundly what it really means to be mature.

Over a multitude of conversations there has been mention of maturity, of the maturity each person feels they hold, often much more advanced than those around them. In these same conversations, there has been a question of why God isn't bringing to them the things they are so obviously ready for.


Consider the children, consider the way they laugh and play and delight. Consider their unquestioning faithfulness.


Ponder over the way, when you tell a little girl that if she wants a snack, she should ask her mummy her response is cheerful, as she walks into the kitchen, certain she will be given what she asks for.

When a little girl runs into the room faster than her tiny legs can take her, asking if you'd like to hear her song, there is a beautiful sense of unabashed joy. She knows she will bring delight to you, and you will delight in her.





We have a lot of un-growing to do.