by Heather Tietz
But when the chief priests and the scribes saw the wonderful things that he did, and the children who were crying in the temple and saying, “Hosanna to the son of David!” they were indignant, and said to him, “Do you hear what these are saying?” Jesus said to them, “Yes. Did you never read, ‘Out of the mouth of babes and nursing babies you have perfected praise?’”
Ever need an honest answer? Want the unshaded truth, blunt, raw and real? Just ask a small child! The vile, the amazing, things that we as grownups often stroll right passed, are daylight in the eyes of a little child.
In both the books of Luke and Matthew Jesus gently reprimands parents for hindering their children from coming to Him. “Let them come,” He says. I wonder if every time He sat to teach, children swarmed to His lap and His side. Children, keenly tuned to the marvelous, children, unhindered in their amazement, knew the wonder of Jesus. God in the flesh! They could feel it. Like moths drawn in to the wonder and warmth of a light bulb they were eager to be near Him. Unabashed in their awe, they couldn’t help but shout His praises. Perhaps if the religious leaders had quieted them, the rocks would have cried out.
God wants us to come to Him with the faith of a child, the unhindered awe that spills of His praises. Look around at God’s clever handiwork. Remember His saving hand from your past. Let down your grown up guard and thank Him! Praise Him! Let Him lighten your step and lead you today.