Faith Like A child

A LETTER FROM cHIP bROGDEN

Hi Dave,


We were doing some spring cleaning last weekend and discovered an
old box full of keepsakes and memories we've collected over the
years.

As we rummaged through the old photographs, papers and trinkets, we
came across a creative writing notebook my younger daughter created
when she was in the fourth grade.

(Although our kids were mostly homeschooled, they both "did
time" in Christian school and in public school.)

The three-ring binder had prompts at the top of each page to
stimulate ideas, with blank lines below for you to write your
response.

On one page, the question is: "When you get to heaven, what is
the first question you will ask Jesus?"
(This was obviously from the Christian school phase.)

I really liked her answer - and I like the fact that she didn't
limit herself to asking Jesus one question.

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WHEN I GET TO HEAVEN, I would probably ask Jesus a lot of
questions, but I think the first one would be, "Where do I
live?"

The second one would be, "What do I eat in Heaven?"

The third, "Will I get to see my family here?"

The fourth one would be, "What am I wearing?"

The fifth one would be, "What time is it?"

The sixth one would be, "Do I have to go to school?"

The seventh question would be, "What can I do to have
fun?"

And the last one, "How can I serve you?"

I think we adults think too much.

The faith of a child is simple, curious, and entirely without fear
of what others will think.
Not really concerned with heady, complicated theological and
doctrinal issues.

And honest enough to think about basic necessities of living,
eating, being with family, being clothed, telling time, not going
to school and having fun... BEFORE thinking about how to serve Him.

"Spiritual" people would have said, "How can I serve
you?" first because it sounds more spiritual.
That's because we often say and do things to impress others.

We don't say what we really think; we say what we think other
Christians will approve of.
We believe what we think Christians are supposed to believe.

It's all so very tiring, isn't it?

We make it too complicated.

I think we need to get over ourselves and become like little
children again.

Oh, for the faith of a child - to not worry about acceptance or
approval from anyone other than Dad.


Because Dad loves you know matter what.