13 People were bringing little children to Jesus. They wanted him to place his hands on them to bless them. But the disciples told them to stop. 14 When Jesus saw this, he was angry. He said to his disciples, “Let the little children come to me. Don’t keep them away. God’s kingdom belongs to people like them. 15 What I’m about to tell you is true. Anyone who will not receive God’s kingdom like a little child will never enter it.” 16 Then he took the children in his arms. He placed his hands on them to bless them.
You don’t often hear of Jesus getting angry.
This is the middle of three passages describing barriers between people and God. First we see some Pharisees who try to turn God’s law into a trap for Jesus, but he patiently answers their question. In the third we see a young man who loves God, but loves his possessions more, and it says that Jesus loved him.
In this one, his own disciples are the barrier preventing these children coming to him, and he is angry: A pretty strong response.
I’m sure the disciples thought they were helping, but Jesus was looking for the people who were looking for him.
“The Lord doesn’t see things the way you see them. People judge by outward appearance, but the Lord looks at the heart.” (1 Samuel 16:7)
But this isn’t just about them. It’s about me too.
Its’s about who I bring to Jesus: Not necessarily the most important, or the one who knows the most about the Bible; Maybe the one I least expect is the one who most wants to come to him. It’s about me not being a barrier to anyone. It’s about me not assuming that Jesus would be uninterested in anyone.
And it’s about me. Forget about anything I’ve learnt or accumulated; I just want to be with you, Jesus. It’s about me throwing dignity away and throwing my arms around Jesus. It’s about running to him with excited delight. And if I really work at it, I might be as good at it as I was when I was five.
I love the way kids dance at the front of Church during worship. I don’t think I’m quite brave enough to join them, but in my heart I do. And Jesus loves it.
Written by David Cornell