You Will Never Walk Alone

I taught the preschool class today, and because of that I missed hearing the sermon.  However, I was sitting before the service listening to the worship team practice, and a song began to play that I couldn’t help sing along with.  It was “Jesus Paid it All”, one of my favorites when I was on the vocal team.  Jesus paid it all, All to Him I owe;  Sin had left a crimson stain, He washed it white as snow… 

I smiled to myself and began to prepare my lesson for the morning.  The children were going to learn about Jacob, who was fleeing Esau and journeying to his Uncle Laban’s home.  I looked at the picture:  a weary Jacob, under a full moon, with a rock for a pillow and a staff at his side.  It was very dark, in the middle of the night, because Jacob had just awoken from his dream…

“So Jacob left Beersheba and went toward Haran.  And he came to a certain place and stayed there one night, because the sun had set.  Taking one of the stones of the place, he put it under his head and lay down in that place to sleep.  And he dreamed, and behold, there was a ladder set up on the earth, and the top of it reached to heaven… And behold, the Lord stood above it and said, “I am the Lord, the God of Abraham your father and the God of Isaac… Behold, I am with you and will keep you wherever you go…”  (Gen. 28:10-13, 15)

When I sat at the round wooden table on my red plastic stack-a-chair, I read that last verse to the ten eager faces around me.  They trilled it in their innocent, happy little voices:  “I am with you andwill keep you wherever you go!”  Jillian peered out from under her blond bangs and lisped, “I went on a long trip once, and God didn’t stay here, he went with me ALLLLLL the way!”  A chorus of agreement resounded around the table at Jill’s exclamation.  As they chattered excitedly, Abigail leaned on my shoulder and looked up with wide green eyes. “I love God so much,” she sighed.  “I know He loves me too.”

In that moment I knew I didn’t need a sermon.  One little lesson for a group of four-year-olds was enough.  Their wide-eyed, reckless faith in God was a testimony to Jesus’ words:

“Truly, I say to you, unless you turn and become like children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven.  Whoever humbles himself like this child is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven.”  (Matt. 18:4-5)

The worship team began to play at the end of the service, and I heard the old hymn being sung by a hundred voices in the sanctuary:  Jesus paid it all, All to Him I owe;  Sin had left a crimson stain, He washed it white as snow…  It reminded me that He is with me… He has paid it all.  Joshua tugged at my shirt and I looked down into his blue eyes.  “The muthic ith playing!  The muthic ith playing!”  I picked him up and whispered in his ear. “Yes, it is.”


3 Responses

  1. Phy,
    That was a pleasant and encouraging article!

  2. Thanks for stopping by my blog! And thank you for your encouraging writing! I’ll link up to you too.

    God bless and keep smiling! 🙂

  3. I love it! I have just spent the evening thinking deep thoughts about the wonders of childlike love, and how close to Christ’s it is. 100%, unconditional. Not exactly what your post was about, but it has me thinking some more. 🙂 Thanks for your comment on my blog! God is so good to me, and I am glad that my unryhming poem as I call it ministered to you.

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