As Little Children: Humble

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AUGUST 2014 THEME: As Little Children

I have always felt very close to the “little child” I physically left behind some forty plus years ago. As time marched on, growing up meant tucking away many of the toys that had brought me so much pleasure and comfort. Great responsibilities lay ahead. Blissful innocence gave way to coming-of-age and an awareness of the world’s dark underbelly. Carefree hours of play and dreams filled with possibility were stolen away in the face of harsh realities.

But, in Luke 18:17, as the disciples are frowning upon carefree, innocent children clamoring after Jesus with their arms raised towards Him for an expectant embrace and affirming Word, Jesus rebukes them with a curious statement. Or, perhaps more than that – an indictment of the self-important grown-up, as the case may be . . .

Luke 18:17, the writers reverie, children

Children look up. They know they are small. They look up to the adults in their lives for direction and guidance.

They expect to sit lower, at the “kid’s table.”

They know obedience is  required of them and they want to comply even though they must struggle to do so as they learn the frailties of their flesh.

They look to the grown-ups in their lives to provide for their every need and are usually not shy about asking for their heart’s desire. They will learn to take “no” for an answer in its season. They will learn to “wait.” And, with an enthusiastic shout of unfettered joy and exuberant dancing, their little hearts will overflow when “yes” is poured over them like an abundant balm.

And, in an attempt to put all the pieces of this curious world together, they shamelessly ask “Why?”  Over and over again. Until they find the answer. OR, until they learn to TRUST that the grown-up in their life knows the answer . . . and all will be well.

Is this the level of innocence with which we blood-bought children of God enter into His Presence in our daily communion with Him? Is this  how we enter into the study of His Word?

When you open your Bible, do you squirm with anticipation and a giggle of glee chirping,

“Tell me a story, Jesus! I want to hear Your Story, Jesus!”

Do you linger over the pictures? Or, are they just words on the page.

I’m in the process of writing a series of picture books for “children of all ages” based on this Biblical premise. I am grieved when I have to explain that picture books – no matter what the dollar and cents market may contend – are powerful vehicles of communication to ALL ages.

If you have ears to hear and eyes to see . . . as a little child.

Therefore, I contend . . .

[Tweet “If you are too sophisticated to receive inspiration and enrichment from a children’s story or picture book, then you just might be too sophisticated for God Who says that unless you come to Him as a little child you can’t see His Kingdom.”]

Challenge: Think of a picture book that captivated you as a child. What spoke to you in it? Do you own it now? If so – take it out and snuggle quietly in a chair and read it to your inner child. If you don’t have it, head to the library and make time to bless and nurture the hungry child within. Your grown-up world needs the respite. God has something to minister to you in that place . . .

If you humble yourself as a little child and meet Him there . . .

With eyes to see and ears to hear . . .

And arms open wide for His embrace.

This is the 1st installment of Word & Image August 2014: As Little Children.

Click below for the other posts in the series:

As Little Children: Leading

As Little Children: Wounded & Abused

As Little Children: Growing Up

NEXT WEEK: As little children wounded and abused . . .

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Sharing As Little Children: Humble this week with:

Judith at Whole Hearted Wednesdays

 Tell His Story with Jennifer Dukes Lee

 Lyli at Thought Provoking Thursdays at 3D Lessons 4Life

 Hope in Every Season Homemaking Party

 Laura on Faith Filled Friday at Missional Women

 Essential Things Friday Devotions

 Fellowship Fridays at Christian Mommy Blogger

 Still Saturday with Sandra Heska King

My Fresh Brewed Life with Barbie – Weekend Brew

 Charlotte at Spiritual Sundays

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About Miss Kathy

"I teach families how to restore their God-given authority as the primary educator in their child’s life through the experience of reading together as a family. Learn how to use literature to create teachable moments, build strong minds, and bind loving hearts."

Kathryn Ross, writer, speaker, and dramatist, ignites a love of literature and learning to equip young and old towards developing a Family Literacy Lifestyle—reading together, learning together, loving together. Her works challenge families to deepen their literacy skills and grow into the greater things God has purposed for them. She’s taught in Christian and homeschool circles, trained in the Principle Approach® through the Foundation for American Christian Education. Miss Kathy owns Pageant Wagon Publishing, producing homeschool enrichment materials, devotional works, study guides, and theatrical dramas for church, school, and community production. She podcasts at and blogs at


  1. I’m not bragging here, but I have always held on to the *little girl* that lives in my heart. The one who has loved Jesus as her best friend for a very long time. I never want to forget how much I need Him and want Him.

    I can think of two books that captivated me as a child. One was called, “Around the World with Ant and Bee” by Angela Banner. I loved it because my grandpa gave it to me. Also, the pictures are wonderful, depicting Ant and Bee’s travels around the world looking for Bee’s umbrella that flew away. It was a great geography lesson, and Ant and Bee are adorable! The other book was “Winnie the Pooh” by A.A. Milne. I loved it because the story was wonderful, the characters were lovable, and the quaint pictures were precious. To this day, my mom is still Pooh, and I am her little Piglet! And yes, I own copies of both books!

    However, as much as I love those books (and others), nothing compares to Jesus’ story! “Tell me more!”


  2. Yes, you described faith as a child so beautifully. When I think of time with Yeshua, it is a time to drink in His love and joy.

    I agree with you about the picture books. My four year old grandson loves to sit in my lap and look at the pictures while I tell the story. My favorite book as a child was a book about children who lived on What A Jolly Street. The picture on the front of the book has stayed in my mind over all these sixty-three years. I loved that image of a grand-motherly type sitting in a rocking chair on the porch, reading a book to children sitting at her feet.

    Your post made me realize one of the reasons I love Messianic Judaism so much. Our traditions and practices are visual and tactile, so it reinforces the lesson of what is taught. It’s so beautiful to me.

    I enjoyed this post, and it has inspired me to write one myself – about the “art” of Judaism.

    Blessings on your new focus,

  3. i wasn’t captivated by much of the art in the children’s books of my childhood. they weren’t all that creative. i did enjoy the art in many of my children’s books however! i chose them for the art. one artist i love was gyo fujicawa (i think i spelled it right. the art was japanese and beautiful…watercolor i think. i also like bright colors…but i like variety.

    an aritst i love for christian art, especially of jesus, was hook. i think the first name was frances. so much more realistic than the salmon painting of jesus that didn’t seem real to what the gospels were like. that showed a jesus whose hair was fly-away, tanned from being in the sun and darker than our former pale jesus figures…more realistic as well. he seemed more hale and hearty like i think he was…and someone boys could actually identify with too.

  4. My mom had a picture on the wall that I will never forget. She said it was her favorite. It was a print of the classic child walking across a bridge with an angel right behind her watching over her. It’s indelibly printed in my brain.

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