(Christ's nature pictured in a little child.)
Should Christ desire his nature known,
His manner so meek and mild.
Could he not take one of his own,
Reveal himself in a child?
Wide eyed in faith of things to come,
Resides in that heart so new.
A total trust in his Father,
With unreserved reliance too.
No doubt in motive concerning a friend,
Enters that mind so sweet.
In the child, you can depend,
The mirror of Christ to see.
Forgiving, always forgiving those,
With whom they have to do.
Loving everything around,
And, with enthusiasm too.
Esteeming no one really bad,
Or requiring work to do.
Children have hope and charity,
And smiles of thanksgiving too.
Could someone find a better way,
For Christ's love to be shown,
Except for Holy scripture, to say,
No better way is known.
In the child the effect of grace,
Is so clearly manifested;
While sinful human depravity,
Can hardly be detected.
Look in the world from end to end,
Searching as you may:
No surer picture can be found,
No purer judgment made.
Than in the beauty of the child,
One ever so meek and mild;
In whom love lies unconditionally,
And where there is no guile.
If this dear thought you don't believe,
Or dare not pursue:
Well, its no marvel at all to me,
Christ was once a child too.
Matt.18:3-6 "Verily, I say unto you, except you
be converted and become as little children,
ye shall not enter into the kingdom of
heaven.. Whosoever therefore shall humble
himself as this little child, the same is greatest in the kingdom of heaven, and whosoever
shall recieve one such little child in my name, recieveth me. But, who so shall offend one of
these little ones which believeth in me, it were better for him if a millstone were tied
around his neck and he were drowned in the bottom of the sea.
(Poem inspired by Braydon Ledbetter at age
of 1 Yr.)
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