Matthew 18:3, "And he said: I tell you the truth, unless you change and become like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven'."
Every Sunday morning during church, I hear at least one child cry. And every time I do, I always think to myself, Goodness gracious, can somebody please shut that child up? (Admit it, we've all thought that at least once). This morning, a mother with her three kids were sitting in the pew in front of me, and I thought "Oh great..." But through out the service, my attitude towards those children changed. They sat there quietly, attempting to sing every song. When one of the men went up to pray, the younger sister would lean over to her older sister and whisper, "You gotta bow your head! And close your eyes!" And all three would sit there and listen to the man praying. Sometimes we just go through the motions of church, we sing, pray, take communion, and listen to the sermon, go to class, alright now who's ready for lunch? But little children... Little children love to sit and listen. They WANT to be there. (For the most part, anyways). Sometimes, actually a lot of the time, I wish I could just go back to being a child...
So I know next time I hear a restless child during church, I just remember that little girl sitting in front of me.
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