I have recently become enthralled by the song “Let us Love” by Needtobreathe. Google it. Download it. Look up the Lyrics.
Let us love like we were children Makes us feel like we’re still living In a world I know that’s burning to the ground Give us time to beat the system Make us find what we’ve been missing In a world I know that’s burning to the ground.
The older I get the more I realize I don’t know. But the more time I spend with children such as these at Gabriel House, the more I realize all I have forgotten. The way that they love, and learn, and offer mercy and grace goes far beyond me. I watched a child stretch her arms open wide with no reserve as she receives her apology for having her hair almost ripped out. A smile spread across her face. Love. Mercy. Grace. She is living.
These guys stretch me a lot. To really love… beyond what we have made it. And to really live… in a world where complacency is more than acceptable. And thus they point me toward our Father, in dependency on Him—for me and for them—to love and to learn and to offer mercy and grace. They help me to mature and to grow older and they give me wisdom I am lacking. Sometimes it’s from them. Sometimes it comes from other sources as they send me seeking out how to love a child, how to discipline them, how to teach them and how model for them our Father’s love when their resemblance of a father for the most part is skewed to a few movies.
And when I begin to love like they do—without reservation and without end—I feel so much more alive. I live. Sure I get messy. And dirty. And it’s crazy at times. But then… The wheels on the chairs disappear. The disabilities disappear. The ceilings we have created holding down their potentials fall away. And then there is just a little girl in feety pajamas transformed by a princess crown into la princesa. There is a boy that ‘just uses sign language’ saying thank you and requesting colors. There is an 8 year old boy riding a bike, unsteady just because it’s his first time. There is an 11 year old boy burping and saying excuse me just because he is a boy. The excuse me is truly amazing for any boy his age.
“He called a little child whom He placed among them and He said: Truly I tell you unless you change and become like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven. Therefore, whoever takes a humble place—becoming like this child—is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven. And whoever welcomes one such childe in my name welcomes me.” Matthew 18:2-5
I want to be like a child.