We had a large funeral at the church Thursday morning with a reception that followed in Fellowship Hall. It was a beautiful reception full of food and family. Folks sat around tables sharing stories about the deceased and catching up with each other. As the reception was breaking up the grandkids took to running amuck up and down the hall laughing and playing as the grown-ups talked and said their good-byes. I was working in my office and could hear the patter of their little feet and their voices ringing out as they played whatever game they had invented to pass the time. All of a sudden I overheard a well meaning mother come after them and say, "Guys, guys we are in church show a little respect. Keep your voices down. You don't want to upset Jesus."
Now, I know she meant well and was trying to corral these kids, but honestly I cannot think of anything that would make Jesus happier than kids running around his house. We read in the Gospel of Matthew about a moment when parents wanted to bring their children to see Jesus. Just like this well meaning mother, the disciples tell the parents that Jesus cannot see the children. Then we read this,
I pray that you are able to receive the kingdom of God like a child. Amen.