About five years ago, I wrote my first blog post as a guest on my daughter Jamie’s first blog. She was hosting an empathy series with several guest contributors. My remembrance is that I was unsure and timid about doing it, because I had not written much in a long time. She was sure that I could do it, so I stepped out of my comfort zone and wrote.
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Then we were to write a story from that character’s perspective as we imagined it. I think I was a little surprised that she liked it well enough to use. (Jamie has since closed that older blog. You can now find her HERE.) I have edited and updated my story to share it with you today.
The story is in no way trying to add or subtract from the Biblical narrative. It is a story of how I thought a young mother might feel as she brought her children to Jesus. The references I used are Matt. 19:13-15, Mark 10:13-16 and Luke 18:15-17. I urge you to read these passages yourself to have a clearer picture.
A Mother’s Remembrance
When I remember that special day so long ago, it makes me so happy. The memory is forever embedded in my heart. My friends and I, along with our children, were hot and tired from walking all day. We had been following Jesus, trying to hear His every word.
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With authority he not only taught us, but even healed people with all kinds of diseases. Surely he was sent from God to us.
Almost crushed by the crowd, we didn’t think we would have a chance to get close to Jesus, but
WE WERE DETERMINED.
Finally, we made our way through the crowd and came up to where he was. We were beside ourselves with excitement, and the children could hardly contain themselves.
Suddenly his friends stopped us and told us to go away. They said Jesus was tired and couldn’t be bothered with children right now.
Can you imagine our surprise and disappointment at this unexpected turn of events? What a letdown!
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They just can’t turn us away after our long day of travel. I mustered up my courage and with tears streaming down my face cried out,
Please, I beg you! I know He is tired, but we won’t take much time.
It will mean so much to the children to have been with Him.
They Would Not Budge.
We slowly turned and started to walk away when we heard Jesus talking. What was He saying – something about the children? Imagine our surprise and happiness when we realized that He actually reprimanded His friends. He said,
Don’t stop the children. Bring them to me, because the kingdom of God belongs to ones like these. It is a truth that those who do not receive the kingdom of God like a little child will never be able to enter it.
Can you believe it? This wonderful teacher said that the kingdom of God belongs to those who are like little children!
Then He took each one of the children, and laying His hands on them He blessed them. How gentle, how kind and how tenderly he treated them. What a joy to this mother’s heart to see how much He loved the children!
Let’s always remember to hold our children close, never push them aside. May we lovingly teach them how much they mean to Jesus and how He loves them. May our words and actions show them how to be lovers of God, to always respect and honor Him. Remember, He first loved us.
Now on to our weekly linkup. First let’s meet your hosts:
Gayl at Words, Photos and Art
Mary at Mary-andering Creatively
Last Week’s Top Clicked
Lisa really inspires with this short post that is chalk full of truth. I especially loved this line: ““For every mess-up, there’s a grace fill-up.” This post reminds us of God’s unending grace and love. Be sure to check it out. ~Mary~
My Favorite Post
Jennifer talks about a subject many of us are familiar with, that of delays. None of us really like to be delayed, do we? But sometimes there is a very good reason. Stop by for a cuppa and read about Jennifer’s flight delay and the lesson she learned while waiting.