childlike

 Last Saturday I finished my Jo Jingles classes for the term, on Sunday I was organising the creche in church.  On Monday I did an extra bonus Jo Jingles class for the Mother and Tots run by church.  On Tuesday and Wednesday I was helping out at the church Kids Easter holiday scheme.  Thursday I managed to grab a coffee with Denise in the afternoon before heading off to the Egg hunt organised by church ( dramatic rendition of Easter story acted out round the football pitch followed by egg painting and a room full of Easter chicks, ducklings, rabbits, chinchillas and a couple of rats.)   On Friday I stayed in bed pretty much all day.  I really am getting too old for a full on week of kids stuff !!  






One of the good things about spending a week talking to kids about Easter is that you are reminded of the simplicity and the complexity of the events of that week 2000 years ago.  On the one hand we see that Jesus was not guilty but He was charged as guilty, was punished and killed for something He didn't do and was buried and rose again to prove that He was God and that not even death was more powerful than Him.  Its pretty simple really.   Its a fact.  It happened.  It changes everything.  Happy days.

On the other hand there is all the political intrigue and spiritual warfare going on.  There's this massive mystery about what happened on the cross between Jesus and His Father and then again what happened in the tomb.  There are layers upon layers of legal and spiritual and covenantal and prophetic things going on which are so hard to figure out.  Its complicated.  And yet its simple.   That's the gospel isnt it?

The good news is easy and available.  But the understanding of the implications of that good news are profound and intricate and eternal.  We are saved in a moment.  We work out our salvation over years and decades.  We see the Truth and understand it in our spirits as a revelation in an instant.  We start to live and walk in that Truth falteringly and spend the rest of our lives on earth trying to work out how to do it and what it means.   We start on milk and move onto meat.  

Sometimes I think we complicate things too much.  Jesus tells us to be like little children.  And to little children it isn't complicated.  They take everything at face value and just believe it.  They pray simple prayers, dream amazing dreams and trust unquestioningly.  This week as I have watched and listened to children I am reminded to be more child-like in my faith.  And I am grateful that every year we get the chance to come back to the simple truth that Jesus died in my place and rose again to give me access into the throne room of God.   All the hows and whys and wherefores pale into the background at Easter as we present ourselves to the cross and thankfully accept its work in our lives. 





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