It started out as a simple assignment, but turned into a life lesson.
Three years ago when my son Michael was nine years old, he showed me a picture he had drawn in Sunday School. I gazed at his artwork and told him how wonderful it was, even though I was secretly unsure what he was trying to portray. Considering the fact that the drawing had immersed out of a little boy’s mind, I just assumed it was an ordinary picture of a villain who had been slain, and a person with fire around them because they were too close to the sun.
But when I asked him to tell me about it, my heart swelled with joy. (see his picture below)
You see, the person laying horizontally at the bottom of the page (with x’s on their eyes and their tongue sticking out because he said that is how everyone looks on cartoons whey they die) was a person who had died. The figure floating in the air represented that person’s soul, who had turned into an angel. The angel was happily rising into heaven, because Jesus had died on the cross for his sins so that he could have eternal life.
I sat there stunned at his simple explanation of the death and resurrection of our Savior, and his understanding that Christ had died for our sins. Needless to say I gave him a big mamma bear hug with tears in my eyes until he began to squirm his way out of my arms.
I began to think about what I would have drawn if I had been given the same assignment by my Sunday School teacher. I can only imagine that I would have probably tried to make it all complicated – like we adults often tend to do.
I probably would have pondered all kinds of ” special things”, such as my health, house, husband, children, family, financial security, car, food, job, and any other blessings I felt God had bestowed upon me. Then after compiling my list, I might have weighed the importance of each in an attempt to figure out which blessing was most special, and then map out how I could portray that special gift in an artistic way.
But in the mind of a child, the most special thing quickly came to mind in a simple format: Jesus died. And rose again. So we could live.
Salvation. Resurrection. Eternal life. All because of love. Simple as that.
In Mark 10:15, Jesus tells His disciples “I tell you the truth, anyone who will not receive the kingdom of God like a little child will never enter it.”
God longs for us to embrace the faith of a child, even when we are grown because a child does not need to research the Internet, read books, weigh all the facts, consider scientific theories, and compare various religions – to believe in the One true Savior. A child has not been influenced by the world’s opinions, or poisoned with prejudice or judgement. A child is teachable. A child is humble. A child is trusting. A child thrives on being loved, and is always willing to give love to others, unconditionally. A child is thankful. And a child keeps things simple, including faith.
How easily we tend to forget that out of all the great things Jesus has done for us – His death on the cross is the most special thing of all, and even the greatest earthly blessings pale in comparison to the gift of life itself.