Faith like a child. Trust like a child. Fearlessness of a child. On these are heaven’s foundation built.
(Picture by Karla S.)

Child like faith. It is the foundation of of faith. When the disciples were arguing about about who was the greatest in the kingdom, Jesus places a little child in front of them and says this, “Most certainly I tell you, unless you turn, and become as little children, you will in no way enter into the Kingdom of Heaven”. Childlike faith, childlike honesty it is what God desires. Today I fasted about issues in my heart. The need for a good church home and that God would open the doors to my future and lead me and guide me exactly where He wants me to be. Making this move (to New York) was risky, it required that I let go of everything and come to God with empty hands, so He could fill them. During my fasting and prayer time, my mind ran across my friend Karla. In order for you to understand why this interruption happened, let’s take a step back in time. Karla is one of those friends that can just look at you and somehow you feel better (even if there was nothing wrong). She just has that shiny personality and she’s wicked hilarious. I have had many moments of stomach cramps from laughing so hard. Three months into this year she experienced every parent’s nightmare (I won’t elaborate, if you’re a parent or know a parent then you already know). Needless to say her shine lost a little of it’s gleam. But even in the midst of pain, she still showed her best side (my girl’s a fighter). I had asked her to come to church with me many times over our 4 year friendship. She was never rude, but she always declined the invitation. My last day of work, a Friday, she and I left together. I had one week left in Florida, we tried to make plans for Saturday, but I had already made plans for the day. The she said, “What about Sunday?” To which I said, “Sure, but it will have to be after church.” Her reply, “Maybe I’ll come to church with you.” Me, “Yes! And you can’t back out.” She smiled, and we agreed that she’d meet me at church on Sunday. She did and she brought her adorable four year old son with her. That day when the altar call came Karla went up. The day had way more happen then I could put into a post. But when I say God met her right where she needed Him to, it is NOT an exaggeration. It started from the moment her son walked into the 4 year old classroom like he’d been going there for years, to the person who talked to her after church, who just happened to have gone through the same devastation that Karla was currently going through… coincident? I think NOT. GODINCIDENT. Today in my quiet time she flashed across my mind, I wondered how she was doing. I sent her a text. She replied with the above picture. She said, “He’s sitting in the back of his brother’s car on the way home from church… praying” and no one prompted him to do it. Floored! I was floored. Childlike faith. Want to be the greatest? Be childlike. That faith that comes from innocence. That faith that believes just BECAUSE… As I looked at the picture and read the words I said this to God, “If this was the only reason You moved me from Florida, then it is ALL worth it.”

“And He called a child to Himself and set him before them, and said, ‘Truly I say to you, unless you are converted and become like children, you will not enter the kingdom of heaven. Whoever then humbles himself as this child, he is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven'” (Matthew 18:2-4).

Lesson: Childlike faith, it is the foundation God wants to build on.