We had walked a long way to see the Healer called Jesus.
“There he is!” shouted my sister. She started running to Jesus.
I wriggled down from Daddy’s arms and went running after her. My sister ran around people’s legs and started tugging on the Healer’s clothes and I was right behind her. A man got angry at my Mummy and Daddy. The angry man was waving his arms and pointing at me. It was scary.
But then Jesus picked me up in his arms. He told everyone that children were allowed to see him and that God’s Kingdom belongs to the children and people like them. Jesus smiled at me and said kind words to me about God. I felt good and we went home laughing and the happiest we had ever been.
I tried to imagine what it would have been like to be a small child in this story. What I love about this story is that it shows that no matter how insignificant we might seem, God is full of love and that we can approach God and know that when we approach in humility, God’s love envelops us.