God's Children
By the
Rev. Lee Woofenden
Bridgewater,
Massachusetts, May 21, 2000
Children's Sunday
Readings
Psalm 8 How majestic
is your name!
O Lord, our Lord,
how majestic is your name in all the earth!
You have set your glory
above the heavens.
From the lips of children and infants
you have ordained praise
Because of your enemies,
to silence the foe and the avenger.
When I consider your
heavens,
the work of your fingers,
The moon and the stars,
which you have set in place,
What are human beings,
that you are mindful of them,
Mortals, that you care for them?
Yet you have made them a
little lower than God,
and crowned them with glory and honor.
You have given them dominion
over the works of your hands;
You have put everything under their feet:
All flocks and herds, and the beasts of the field,
The birds of the air, and the fish of the sea,
All that swim the paths of the seas.
O Lord, our Lord,
how majestic is your name in all the earth!
Matthew 18:1-5 Becoming like children
The
disciples came to Jesus and asked, "Who is the greatest in the
kingdom of heaven?"
Jesus
called a little child, and had the child stand in front of them. He
said, "I tell you the truth, unless you change and become like
little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven. Whoever
becomes humble like this child is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven.
And whoever welcomes a little child like this in my name, welcomes
me."
Sermonette
"I
tell you the truth, unless you change and become like little children,
you will never enter the kingdom of heaven." (Matthew 18:3)
Now, this
is ought to cause some consternation for those of us who are parents. We
spend all this time and energy trying to get our children to grow up and
become mature adults, and then Jesus turns around and tells us that we
are the ones who need to change--and become like little children!
I have to
admit that as a parent, I have mixed feelings about this. It will come
as no surprise to the parents in the congregation that however well my
kids may behave here, they squabble a lot at home! After Patty and I
have gone through a particularly bad day, in which one argument followed
another as jealousy over matchbox cars, stuffed animals, and trading
cards erupted into name-calling, shoving, hitting, and kicking, the last
thing we want to hear is Jesus telling us that we have to change and
become like little children!
Of
course, when I think about all the squabbling we adults do, I picture
the Lord as the exasperated parent pleading with us, "Now children,
be nice! Stop your squabbling and behave yourselves!"
We like
to think that the things we adults fight about are so much more
important than the toys and treasured objects that children fight about.
But are they really? A thousand years from now, when we have long since
left this earth for our eternal home, how much will it matter whether we
won or lost that argument--or that war? How much will it matter whether
we got those few extra dollars--or a few billion more dollars? How much
will it matter whether some jerk crumpled our fender--or blew up a
building?
If we are
honest with ourselves, we will realize that in many ways, we have never stopped
acting like little children. We still get upset about things that, from
God's perspective, are nothing more than children's playthings. We still
forget that other people's feelings are much more important than the
neato "toys" they have--and we wish we had. We still forget
that what's important is not what people think of us and how they treat
us, but rather what we think of them, and how we
treat them. We still forget that in the end, the only thing that
really matters is how well we have followed the Lord's commandment to
love one another as he has loved us.
As far as
the Lord is concerned, we are all little children. In the short span of
years that we have here on earth, we barely have time even to begin
growing up spiritually. We barely have time to quit squabbling and learn
to be nice. In fact, to all eternity, we small, limited human beings
will never be more than children in the eyes of a God who is infinite
love and infinite wisdom. Even the highest angels have just
barely taken their very first baby steps toward their divine Parent, the
Lord.
The
beauty of those highest, heavenly angels is that they realize
they are mere infants in the eyes of God. We sometimes have a chuckle at
the way our children, from teenagers right down to toddlers, will act so
grown-up--as if they're already way ahead of us. They've got it all
figured out! Or at least, they think they do. We know better. We know
some of the realities that lie ahead--realities that haven't even enter
into their consciousness yet.
Don't you
think the Lord feels the same way about us? We walk around thinking of
ourselves as mature adults--or at least, trying to pretend we're
mature adults. We figure we've got some experience under our belts; and
whether or not we truly feel confident inside, we try to project an air
of confidence so that others will think we've got it all figured out.
We don't
have it all figured out. What we know compared to what we don't know is
like a drop of water compared to the ocean. And the sooner we realize
that, admit it, and live as if it were true, the better off we'll be.
Because as long as we think we've got it all figured out, we're exactly
like those little kids who think they're ready to run the show.
As soon
as we realize that God is the one who has it all figured out, and
we are like children in God's eyes, then we can begin the process of
growing up. Then we can become God's children, willing to be led by the
Lord every day and every moment, just as our children are willing to be
led by us in their better moments. And though we don't always do a
perfect job of leading our children, if we look to God as our divine
Parent, and do what God tells us, we can have complete faith that God
will lead us into the kingdom of heaven. Amen.
Painting entitled
"Partners in Crime" is ©Tom Sierak
and used with his permission by Moon And Back Graphics to construct this
set
Music: Pachebel
and Me
© 1999 Bruce DeBoer
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