"...for the kingdom of heaven belongs to such as these."

I am not going to say that I am starting a blog.  I am not.  I just want somewhere to share these thoughts that I get so excited about when reading scripture.  Through this avenue, people can choose to read these thoughts, or not.  I am not a fan of my long drawn out thoughts being posted on social media sites for the world to see when most people could not care less...so here goes.

My life is ever changing and with that my perspectives change (thankfully).  Becoming a wife opened my eyes to a whole new world of thoughts, emotions, experiences, etc.  All of a sudden I could relate to other women who were married and understood them like never before.  My world had become a "we" world, not an "I" world...and together the hubs and I are now striving for our "we" world to be focused on the "He" of this world.  Following?

Then I became a mother.  Wow.  Talk about a perspective change.  Talk about the "I" world perspective pretty much being thrown out the window.  Liberating in a way...as difficult as the strive to "become less so that Jesus can become more" is, becoming a mother has helped!

Now, onto the reason I am posting today.

I am currently reading through Matthew...very slowly.  I have made it to Matthew 19 and today I read a 3 verse story that I have read a million times.  It goes like this.

"Then some children were brought to Him(Jesus) so that He might lay hands on them and pray; and the disciples rebuked them.  But Jesus said, " Let the little children alone, and do not hinder them from coming to Me; for the kingdom of heaven belongs to such as these.  After laying His hands on them, He departed from there." Matthew 19:13-15

Before I get to my "reflection" of the day, let me say that this little story is so.incredibly.meaty.  We could talk through it for hours and still miss important aspects.  But, today, one particular part stood out...as a mama.

CAN YOU EVEN IMAGINE?!  The thought of watching my child, Tate Beasley, walk towards Jesus and to see my Jesus embrace him and lay hands on my son to pray for my little boy...just about too much to bear!  My heart got so full thinking about those children, and then thinking about what their mothers must have felt in that moment.

I yearn for the day that the Lord reveals himself to Tate.  I pray for it every single night.

I used to think my "salvation" story was boring...yes, you know the one.  I was raised in church, I learned about Jesus from everyone around me, and as an 8 year-old litte girl I knew in my heart that I needed Him to save me from myself.  I knew my life belonged to him and that he had given His life for me.  My brother told me that I could ask Jesus to be the Lord of my life and he helped me pray to do just that.

Now, I am a mama.  Now, my "salvation" story is SUPER encouraging.  I pray that the Lord calls Tate and that he runs to Jesus at an early age understanding his need for Him.

"Let the children alone, and do not hinder them from coming to Me; for the kingdom of heaven belongs to such as these."