OUT OF THE MOUTH OF A CHILD!

 

“Then little children were brought to Him that He might put His hands on them and pray, but the disciples rebuked them. But Jesus said, ‘Let the little children come to Me, and do not forbid them; for of such is the kingdom of heaven.’” Matthew 19:13,14. (NKJV).

"I need food." Timmy grabbed his rumbling tummy. On his knees he watched the passengers deplane. Their flight landed ahead of schedule at Hartsfield-Jackson International Airport in Atlanta, Georgia. 

"I really am hungry, Grandfather." The stewardess stopped by Grandfather’s seat. 

“Your flight won’t be called for another thirty minutes--plenty of time to enjoy a snack and stretch your legs.”

“Thank you. Ready, Timmy?” He grinned at another tummy growl. 

“There, across the way. Let’s head over to that restaurant.”

“What would you like?” Grandfather said as Timmy scooted into a booth. 

“Give him a beer,” a gravelly voice called out.

“I’d like a hot dog with catsup and a Sprite, please.” 

Grandfather gave their orders, picked up their food, then spread it on the table.

“Can I have the blessing?” 

“Of course, son.” Grandfather bowed his head.

“The Lord is good to me and so I praise the Lord. For giving me the things I need. The sun and the rain and the apple seed. The Lord is good to me. Amen,” he belted out. He lifted his head, a pleased expression on his face.

In the deafening silence, Grandfather looked around. At the bar, heads were bowed, hats off.

“Takes a little child, with a loud voice, to bring quiet to this place.” Grandfather chuckled, took a bite of his hot dog. "Eat up, son. Don't want to miss our flight."

Kingdom Thinking. Many times I’ve tried to prove the Lord lives. But the actions of a child can speak louder than words. The Lord Jesus promises He'll never leave nor forsake me when people yell or try to discourage me. He loves me with an everlasting love. He says, “Come to Me.” The invitation includes you. Won’t you come?