childlike faith

I remember growing up, maybe in grade one two or three, when I first started learning about the Bible when my mom used to read me children's tales before bed. I would be so fascinated by these stories and around Christmas time I was in my sunday school play as Mary in the story of Jesus' birth we performed in our church. I remember the kind of attention I'd pay when my mama would reply to all my questions about Jesus and who he was.

I remember first reading the Bible (actually it was the book of Revelations) and crying myself to sleep in my mama's arms after reading what Jesus was gonna do when he was gonna come back to earth. Heck I think that was the first time I learned that he WAS actually gonna come back to earth! I remember being so frightened, so paralyzed with terror before God that I swore to myself never to disobey him or stray from him during my life and I would go to church every Sunday and fast and pray and have communion whenever I could. I cried and cried and begged God not to throw me in the lake of fire and that I wouldn't be rained on by blood (I took the moon turning to blood quite literally).

this was how I lived my life from when I was seven years old till I was 14.

if only I could go back and attain the faith I had as a child.

It was so pure, so true, so fearful of the Lord that I truly don't believe anyone else at any older age can quite compare to the faith you possess as a small child of God.

Children were MADE to believe in Jesus.

Look at how they fear their parents when they're told to go to their rooms after being mean to their younger sibling. The kind of obeidience and purity of heart and mind is unmatchable.

I can't wait to teach my children about Jesus so I can see the truth shining in their eyes the way my mama saw it in mine.

-sof