Most of us who grew up in the church are familiar with the childhood classic of Jesus Loves Me.
Jesus loves me this I know
For the Bible tells me so
Little ones to him belong
They are weak but he is strong
This song reminds me of the story of the children who were turned away from Jesus by his disciples. They said that the Christ was too busy to be bothered by these children. But Jesus quickly dismissed the disciples in their folly and scooped the children up in his arms. He blessed them. He told them the great things that were ahead of them. He loved them.
It was less than 24 hours ago when I realized that the little ones this song refers to are not always little children. Little ones can be anyone that we would naturally dismiss saying we don’t have time for them or their circumstances.
There’s a core statement of our church that I hear often: We are most like Jesus when we serve.
This week I’ve had the opportunity to find out what it means to really live this out. To see what I’m made of. To take a really honest look at my heart, my motivations, and the depths of my sincerity as a Christ follower.
Let me tell you. This has not been easy. Serving like Jesus requires great sacrifice. In my case: lack of sleep, an incredible stretch to my comfort zone, expenses. Lots of tears, anxiety, stress and unknowns.
For me, it meant I didn’t get the meals I wanted on the table this week. It meant calling on the help of other friends. It meant lots of rearranging of plans. It meant placing my own children in uncomfortable environments. It meant not liking the thoughts that went through my mind while making this sacrifice.
Reaching out to the little ones in our lives isn’t easy. In our natural sin inclined ways, we see them and their circumstances and instinctively say, “I don’t have time for this.” but if we listen, the Christ will step in, dismiss our selfish thoughts and move us to scoop them up in our arms and bless them. To tell them the great things ahead. To love them.
Life is Beautiful.