I love how Jesus urges us, no, insists that we become like little children, especially since I get to constantly witness the minds of children. If you listen closely, they teach things we’re “too smart” to learn.
“Truly, I say to you, unless you turn and become like children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven.” Matthew 18:3
“Unless you turn.” Turn from what?
A spontaneous conversation ensued with my 5 year old. She is curious and strong and is my child who just says it like it is; not in a bossy kind of way, but in a matter-of-fact-no-point-beating-around-the-bush kind of way.
I wish I had recorded it. It was so cute and fun as are most conversations with a 5 year old. I’ve tried to remember the conversation as closely to verbatim as possible. Listen in:
Kyla:”Mom, you have lots of babies. Are you going to have more?”
Me: “I don’t know. Do you think I should stop?”
Kyla: “How do you stop?”
Me: “I could take a pill or have a surgery to make my body stop.”
Kyla: (puzzled look) “Take a pill, like medicine?”
Kyla: “Are you sick?”
Me: “No, but you can take something to make your body not work right so you won’t have any more babies.”
Kyla: Eyebrows furrowed. Then, brighten again. “What if God gives you more?”
Me: “Well that’s the thing. I only know that if I don’t take the pill.”
Kyla: “I’m glad you didn’t take a pill. I would NOT want to live with another family.”
Her lively little face actually turned sad when I explained to her that she would not be living with another family but would, in fact, not be living at all.
And this fact, this looking into my children’s big eyes and trying to imagine life without them is what most propels me to trust in God’s sovereignty over life, even when my flesh fails. There is so much He knows that I don’t. About me, about our circumstances and about her and her future.
Just like my daughter counsels women each week who are contemplating abortion, urging them to consider that the life inside them is no mistake and is depending on them to give it a chance to live, even the babies-to-be depend on a mother and father willing to receive them. Babies whom God has known from the foundations.
Kyla understands that. She hasn’t been educated enough to know that people are too expensive and bothersome to raise and thus, easily and flippantly avoided.
Babies are people to her; important people. People who, like her, are glad they get to live with their families.