Wouldn’t it be wonderful if we didn’t have to grow up – if we didn’t have to go to school – if we could do whatever we want without following the rules? In John Barrie’s, “Peter Pan” the author created a place where children remained children forever and responsibility was an unnecessary commodity.

I like to think of myself as a forever child and hope that I continue to have a heart of a youngster until I die. The truth is that we do have responsibilities and they become more apparent as we grow into adults.  I’ve accepted that fact, but as my body grows old and the pain of aging rears its ugly head, I long for the carefree days of youth.  I’d love to step out of this aging carcass and become a child again -but then I’d have to go through childhood, adolescence, middle age, menopause and golden years all over again.  I’m not ready for that. 

Jesus especially loved talking to children and used them to demonstrate the way our faith should be. Their faith is built on trust that’s been developed over time, but they are eager to believe what we tell them.  They’re like sponges soaking up all they can. Children don’t usually start to question what they’re taught until they grow up and other ideas creep into their heads.

Faith according to the Bible is confidence in what we hope for and assurance about what we do not see. God, may I continue to have the faith of a child, but continue growing old, knowing that heaven is waiting for me.