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January 3,
2000 -- Issue #78 "And
said, Verily I say unto you, We
are going to start a ten part series today,
"Christianity...Kid Style!" Each of the
devotionals is a stand alone thought, but also builds on the
entire theme of the series. As
Christians, sometimes it's nice to be reminded that we are
God's "children," and ... ...we
ought to act like it! When
I was a little boy, I had no problem believing in some
things that, well, are unbelievable. Take for instance, the
tooth fairy.
My dad told me that whenever I lost a tooth if I
would just place it under my pillow when I went to sleep,
then the "tooth fairy" would exchange it for a
quarter. I never questioned my dad. I just put the tooth
under my pillow and expected to find a nice shiny quarter in
its place on the following morning. I
was never disappointed. And
what about Santa Claus? My dad told me stories about this
jolly guy dressed in red, who left presents for all of the
good boys and girls. Did I ever doubt the existence of him?
Absolutely not! I believed on Christmas Eve that Santa
hitched up his reindeer and miraculously visited every
child's home in the entire world. I even left the
traditional cookies and milk out for my mysterious visitor
and expected them to be gone when I awoke on the following
morning. I
was never disappointed. Children
have a faith that, well, just believes what they are told.
That's
the way I was, and I'm sure that's the way most of you were
when you were small children. Take Santa Claus. I didn't
look at my dad and say, "Now, look. Santa is supposed
to go to all of the houses in the world in one night. That
just can't be. It takes at least one minute per house,
assuming that he is very, very fast. Multiply millions of
homes by one minute and there simply isn't enough time in
one night for it to be done. It's impossible." No,
I didn't say that. I simply believed in what my father told
me.
It didn't have to make sense and it wasn't necessary
that I be able to explain it logically, or even understand
it. I just believed my father. Children
just have that kind of faith. That's
the kind of faith that Christ wants you and I to have in
Him. Simple, child-like faith. Oh, He doesn't ask us to put
our faith in fairy tales like Santa and the tooth fairy.
But, He does ask us to believe in the unbelievable. He asks
us to place our faith in someone that we have never seen. He
wants us to believe in things that, to our logical minds,
just don't make sense. How
could it be possible that a huge body of water like the Red
Sea could just open up and men could walk through it on dry
land? How
could the walls of Jericho just fall to the ground at the
sound of trumpets and shouts? How
could a young woman who never knew a man give birth to a
child? And
how could that child live a perfect life, and heal the blind
and cause the lame to walk and the dead to live again? How
can it be that we can eternal life and never, ever come to
an end? And
what about this morning? What about the burdens that you and
I carry? How can Jesus, among the millions of people on
earth, how can He even know that we are hurting this
morning? We've got needs today. Some of us are facing
financial difficulties, some of us are sick, some of us are
discouraged and depressed. How
can Jesus take those heavy loads from our weakened bodies
and give us the rest that He promises? The Bible says that
He will never leave nor forsake me, how can He get me
through the day that I am facing? Now,
I'll be the first to admit, I don't understand it all. Just
doesn't make sense to me, some of the things that I have
read, about the miracles of the Bible, about the miracles
that Christ can perform in our everyday lives... ...but
it doesn't have to make sense to me because... ...I
believe my (Heavenly) Father! And,
you know what?
I'm never disappointed. Child-like
faith, do you have it? Have a "Wonderful DAY in Christ," |
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