A Kiss From Big Sis

I was watching my neighbor’s two children for a few hours the other day and we had to run an errand in the car.  Winny and Ryan* are 12 and 5, respectively, and they are both adorable.

So, we’re all back in the car after our quick errand and the two kids get in the back seat.  Winny leans over to buckle Ryan in and she gives him a kiss when she does it I look back just in time to see Ryan’s reaction.  He is beaming.  It’s like Disney World, chocolate ice cream and Christmas morning all in one wonderful expression.

My heart melts.

And I smile

And I don’t say a thing.

And later that day I read about Jesus welcoming the little children in Mark 10:13 People were bringing little children to Jesus to have him touch them, but the disciples rebuked them.  When Jesus saw this, he was indignant.  He said to them, “Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of God belongs to such as these.  I tell you the truth, anyone who will not receive the kingdom of God like a little child will never enter it.”  And he took the children in his arms, put his hands on them and blessed them.  

Could you imagine having your Creator physically put his arms around you and blessing you?  There would be no better feeling.  It would be what Ryan felt times 1 billion.  So how do we receive our children and other’s children in a similar manner?

1) We take the time to listen

2) We take the time to understand

3) We take the time to show them their significance by being humble enough to bow low.

Kids open up at the most bizarre times and certainly not when they get in the car after school.  Too much has happened, they are tired.  But I can remember one day, a Saturday maybe, we were coming back from a little trip outside the city when Little A just started sharing her 5-year-old heart about a boy in her class and how she didn’t get along with him and what the other girls in her class were saying.  It was one giant recap, but she needed it, she needed the silence and then the time to share and mommy’s listening ear.  Aren’t we all kinda like that?

*Names have been changed

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